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FOOTBALL legend Andy Gray may be a giant among TV pundits — but today we reveal he's a midget in the bedroom!

A stunning blonde who had a year-long fling with the randy Sky Sports star has at last lifted the lid on all his little secrets.

Former catwalk model Deanna Franco exclusively gave the News of the World her commentary on his first attempt at scoring. She giggled: "Suddenly there he was in his lounge, standing stark naked except for a pair of tartan socks!

"He said, ‘Come on, don't be frightened—it's only a little Scottish willy!' And he was right. Even though he was excited it was very small indeed!"

Half-Italian Deanna is the mystery girl snapped by us kissing Gray, 50, in Spain last year—and at the centre of his split with lover Suzanne Dando.
Now Deanna is licking her wounds too, and revealed how the former Scotland, Rangers and Everton striker:

LOVED to spank her bare bottom during sex,

CHASED her round the bedroom wearing nothing but those socks,

QUAFFED bottle after bottle of wine on wild benders, and

FAILED to satisfy her with his tiny manhood and sloppy ball control.

The pair met in February, 2005, when Deanna was working as a waitress at a restaurant in Nueva Andalucia on Spain's Costa del Sol.

Andy chatted her up and asked her out for dinner. On the first two dates he behaved like a perfect gentleman, parting with just a peck on the cheek.

On the third fixture, master tactician Andy went for the pass—offering Deanna, 39, his couch to sleep on.

Socks

"I was lying there just about to drop off when he came out of his bedroom and switched on the light," recalled Deanna. "And there he was, starkers in those tartan socks! 

"What with his little team-mate and pot belly he didn't cut a very dashing figure. He wanted me to go to bed with him and I just started laughing. But he was dead serious and came rushing towards me. 

"So I threw a neat little dummy — I jumped off the sofa, covered myself with a throw and ran across the room. 

"But Andy wasn't giving up. He chased me round and round the sofa, trying to grab me. 

"It was like something out of a Benny Hill show. But he'd had too much to drink and couldn't catch me." 

In a desperate turn of play Andy cornered Deanna — only to be finally given the red card. "I yelled at him to behave and go to bed," said Deanna. 

"I told him he was upsetting me." 

Sheepishly, Andy trudged off. 

Undeterred, he went for a rematch a few days later — grinding down Deanna's resistance with a dazzling display of...his football memorabilia! 

"He's got thousands of DVDs of himself in his playing days and he made me sit through hours and hours of it," recalled Deanna. 

"We just sat there with him saying, ‘This is me making a great cross, this is me making a great clearance.' We even had, ‘This is me commentating on a match. You can't see my face but that's definitely my voice.' 

"Then out came all the football caps and shirts. Then the pictures and newspaper cuttings!" 

Boasting

Eventually Deanna had to blow the whistle and told him straight, "Look, I hate football and until now I'd never even heard of Andy Gray!" 

But play wasn't over. Andy switched position and started boasting about the size of his wallet. 

Deanna, who still lives in Spain, told us: "He said to me, ‘Look, I'm on £1.9 million a year with Sky and I have a great lifestyle. You can share that if you're my girlfriend. Just give it a go.' 

"Then he made a very odd remark which was really a warning of what was in store. 

"He said, ‘I'm really looking for a relationship with a woman who can put up with my silly, drunken outbursts in return for a lot of good times.' 

"I've never been impressed with status or wealth. I didn't fancy Andy at all. But I liked him because he made me feel safe. So we started a sexual relationship a few days later. 

"But the sex was always awful. He did nothing to try and satisfy me. He was only interested in satisfying himself. And soon he wanted more. 

"He loved to spank me as we had sex. He did it really hard, too, thrashing my bum with his hand. 

"But lovemaking would only last a couple of minutes and then he'd roll over and go to sleep. 

"When I told him he wasn't satisfying me he'd go berserk and scream, ‘That's your ****ing problem. Go and see a ****ing therapist!' 

"That made me start to resent him. It was the beginning of the end for us. And his drinking didn't help. 

"Some days he'd start on the wine at 10 or 11am. By the end of the afternoon he'd have finished four bottles. 

"Then it would be cocktails before dinner, more wine with the meal and a few Jack Daniel's to round off the evening. I don't know how he managed to keep going." 

Finally Deanna had enough and ended the relationship in March. 

"Andy was devastated," she said. "He came straight round to my father's house, where I was at the time, and begged me to come back. 

"He looked a mess — all dishevelled in a grubby T-shirt and jeans. But I'd made up my mind and that was the end. I never want to see him again." 

You see, Andy? Those little things mean so much to a girl...