I love the way he cushion heads to cash and points for him to send the ball back to Martinez; Cash completely ignores him and belts the pass of the season to Digne who makes the controlled take-down of the season, then to Buendia who scores one of the goals of the season. Magic.
Then, a couple of hours later McGinn is sitting in a pub in a very quiet part of Central London, in a corner, with his dad, about to visit his twin sister who lives in the area. How do I know this? Because I live a minute from said pub and someone comes into our block and says, 'I've just seen John McGinn in the pub.' So off I popped, said Hallo and had a nice little chat with the great man. The most unassuming, normal, down-to-earth guy you could hope to meet, and his dad too.
