OF course it will end up in the nearest bin but that doesn't bother me in the least - my application for the job of chief executive of the Football Association is winging its way to Soho Square.

Yes, I know what you are thinking. Hincey has been at the Murphys again. Who in their right mind would employ an old hack with loose marbles who's almost as old as God?

But why not? I'll tell you one asset which the FA could take into consideration - I've actually played football for a living, albeit badly.

If I was the chief exec, the first thing I would implement is the introduction of TV technology to help our referees.

Not for every petty incident, of course, but for the major moments which influence the outcome of a match and it is patently obvious now that a `third eye' is essential.

With that in place there would be no more hissy-fits over penalty decisions and no more jostling of the referee about whether the ball crossed the goal line.

Secondly, I would ban managers giving TV interviews within seconds of the end of a match.

With the exception of Sir Taggart, managers are only human. Their adrenalin is still pumping and, in that emotional state, they don't know what they are saying or doing.

So I would bring in a 30 minute cooling-down period to enable managers to gather their wits. Of course television wouldn't like that but I don't give a monkeys, I'm in charge.

Let's turn our attention now to the obscenity of players' wages. How does any player deserve to be earning in excess of £100,000 per week?

The poor sap who helps pay those salaries - in other words the working class football fan - doesn't earn that much in three years if he's lucky.

Do you know Portsmouth, for instance, spend 90 per cent of their total revenue on players' wages? That is madness. How Pompey stay in business defies all logic.

So I would bring in a regulation that all clubs must spend no more than 50 per cent on players' wages. And I would instruct all clubs to instigate a wage-cap system with a maximum of £25,000 a week. There would be no cap on bonuses for winning matches which I'll guarantee would put an end to teams parking their bus in front of the opponents' goal.

Agenda

Club ownership would be the next item on my agenda.

Of course as a City fan I am delighted that we've now got foreign owners who could end this country's recession with one signature on a cheque.

But the inherent dangers of foreign ownership are there for all to see. What if Roman Abramovich grew tired of playing with his Chelsea toy and took his billions elsewhere?

Chelsea would be left with a wage bill they couldn't possibly service. They would go out of business in the blink of an eye.

And what applies to Chelsea applies to scores of clubs right down England's soccer pyramid.

So my answer would be to bring in a regulation which prevents club owners - foreign or otherwise - from ploughing their fortunes into a club.

Clubs must spend only what they generate. Of course under that system there would still be the haves and have-nots. But no more will one ludicrously rich person be able to buy the Premier League title.

With that out of the way I would turn my attention to players' contracts. Film mogul Louis Mayer once famously said: "Verbal contracts aren't worth the paper they are written on." And the same applies to the contracts of today's footballers.

Under my regime if a player signs a five-year contract he remains at his club for five years. End of story.

There would be no more endless sagas like the Ronaldo/Real Madrid or Gareth Barry/Liverpool soap operas of last summer. A contract is a contract and must be adhered to.

At international level I would abolish the absurd theory that the only good England manager has to be foreign.

The only time this country has won the World Cup was in 1966 and the manager who achieved that success was Alf Ramsey - as English as roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.

I know Signor Capello has made an encouraging start but as an Englishman I don't want a foreigner leading us to World Cup glory. I want that to be achieved by a man born on these shores.

And given the right backing, there are plenty of young English managers - and some not so young - who could take this country back to the pinnacle of world soccer.

Sam Allardyce proved his pedigree at Bolton, Alan Curbishley performed miracles at Charlton and Steve Bruce has that uncanny ability of being able to turn a sow's ear into a silk purse.

And what about `Uncle' Harry Redknapp? If he can transform Spurs into a decent team overnight what would he do with England?

Will this invoke a response from the suited brigade at Soho Square? Not a chance in a million. But I'd love to be given the chance of becoming the most powerful figure in English soccer.

I might ruffle a few famous feathers that's for sure but boy wouldn't it be fun!

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