Giovanni Trapattoni

Irish supporter: Surely you can't be serious that we appointed Trapattoni as manager.
Trapattoni: I am serious... and don't call me Shirley.
The joke works better verbally, but it's still a good 'un. Nice one, Alan Neill. Photograph: /x

Sean Kearney knows The Gallery is a sucker for jokes at the expense of the big-boned. "After meeting the Irish squad, Il Trap realises the size of the job ahead," he chuckles. Photograph: /x

"Trapattoni would try his hand at anything to show he had Irish roots," says Neil Pollock. The use of John O'Shea as the carthorse would have earned extra points. Photograph: /x

"The horrible moment of crashing realisation that it wasn't the Irish football team that were going to win him the international success he had craved for so long," says Mark Boyd, who has perhaps missed Ireland's uninspiring Six Nations campaign so far. Photograph: x

John O'Reilly sees Trap as the leader of a group of peculiar misfits on a bleak rocky outcrop populated by weirdos. And as Father Ted. Bom Tish! Photograph: /x

"O'Trapattoni's interview suit convinced the FAI that he was the right man for the job," cackles John Barry. Photograph: /x

"Looks like I chose the wrong day to give up Guinness." Blaine Martan has noticed Trap in that other Leslie Nielsen classic, Airplane. And it is uncanny. Photograph: /x

There had to be one, didn't there? "Giovanni gave the younger members of the squad nightmares by shining a light under his face and cackling in a comedy Oirish accent," says an unabashed Andrew Ferguson. Photograph: /x

Mark Boyd presents "Trapa Smurf" - which just goes to show that you don't always need an oh-so-clever insightful idea to get in The Gallery. Painting someone blue and calling them a smurf is often enough. Photograph: /x