No, not at all. Wouldn't you have thought that he would have reflected on his millionaire lifestyle, and when approached by Perryman would have thought to himself "I earn forty thousand pounds a week - look at this spotty @#/?".
It'll be interesting to see how emotionally scarred he is by the whole incident, the next time he leaves a club in the early hours with blond totty on each arm.
FFS, the coverage this has had, you'd think they found Bin Laden in the Blackburn End.
Steady on!
Bryan's already got him in the Darwen End eating a lard pastie (see above).
Sounds like he's using body doubles.