“I don’t care if I go to jail!” – John Arne Riise recalls the moment former Liverpool teammate Craig Bellamy attacked him with a golf club

“I don’t care if I go to jail!” – John Arne Riise recalls the moment former Liverpool teammate Craig Bellamy attacked him with a golf club

John Arne Riise revealed he wanted to knock Craig Bellamy out after the striker attacked him with a golf club in 2007.

The former Liverpool stars were involved in an extraordinary bust-up before the Reds’ Champions League victory over Barcelona.

Riise and Bellamy embrace after the victory over Barcelona at Nou Camp

In an extract from his new autobiography, Riise spoke to The Guardian and revealed exactly what happened prior to the game during a training camp in the Algarve.

He said: “We stayed at Barringtons Golf and Spa hotel, which was located in an exclusive resort called Vale do Lobo. I shared a room with Daniel Agger. On Thursday it was decided we should have a team dinner without the trainers and managers. At these dinners the players were allowed to have a beer or two, something I never took advantage of. But a couple of beers wasn’t going to hurt anyone else. If only they had managed to stick to a couple.

Steven Gerrard had called the owner and booked a private room for us at Monty’s Restaurant and Bar. Monty’s was situated in an area near the beach. The interior was black and white, and I remember seeing a karaoke machine in the bar.

“A couple of the lads started drinking before the food arrived. Among them was Craig Bellamy. Pretty soon a microphone appeared on the table and Bellamy bellowed into it: “Riise’s gonna sing! Riise’s gonna sing!” He started before the food was served and continued while we ate. He was already quite drunk and I was already quite annoyed.

Bellamy celebrates his equaliser with the infamous golf swing celebration

“Pretty soon Bellamy was over by the karaoke machine with the microphone in the hand: “Riise’s gonna sing! Riise’s gonna sing!” Furious, I went over to him: “I’m not singing. Shut the f**k up or else I’m gonna smash you!” He screamed back: “I’m gonna f****g kill you, you ginger c**t!”

“Bellamy shut up, and I left with Sami Hyypiä – who was just getting a little tipsy – and got a taxi back to the hotel. Agger hadn’t wanted to leave yet, so I promised to leave the door unlocked. Back in the room I fell asleep almost immediately. It was no later than half twelve.

“I woke in the dark to hear someone opening the door. Obviously I thought it was Agger. I turned, but my eyes were half-asleep, and I didn’t see anything in the sudden, bright glare. But something made me realise that it wasn’t Agger. And soon I could see him – Craig Bellamy at the foot of my bed with a golf club in his hands.

“Steve Finnan, who shared a room with Bellamy, was there too, but he just stood there. Bellamy raised the club over his head and swung as hard as he could. He tried to hit my shins, which would have ended my career, but I managed to pull my leg away in time.