Tom's book

While searching Tom's house detectives discovered the beginning of a book Tom may have been writing.

He was the footie superstar with everything to play for. More dosh than Baros. Better looking than Becks. More talent than Thierry. Ladies fancied him, blokes wanted to be him. But he blew it all away on drugs, loose women, daft bets and fast living.

Warren 'Wozza' Taylor - the Yank who is a plank. This is his exclusive story.

I first met Wozza two years ago, when he had the feet of Pele and the luck of ...[Note to editor: put someone lucky in here, will you? Ta - Tom]. The press was full of stories about him and poor Kieron Steele - the lad who lucked out. Everyone was saying Wozza killed Kieron, but no one was saying it to his face. Except me.

"How does it feel to be a murderer?" I said to him, And do you know what his answer was? [Note to editor: make something up here, will you? Ta - Tom].

Which goes a long way to explaining where he's got to now. Up a river. Without a paddle. And with a bloody great hole in his canoe.