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Please Enjoy ​Fabian Delph Talking Extensively About His Experiences With Ghosts

Either Delph has a portal to the supernatural netherworld in his house, or he's a highly gullible burglary victim

This article originally appeared on VICE Sports UK.

Before we discuss the supernatural experiences of Manchester City midfielder Fabian Delph, let's get something straight – ghosts do not exist. There is no such thing as an afterlife, our loved ones don't come back from the dead to tell us they love us, or that we've left the iron on, or whatever. There is no "other side". When we die, our souls do not return to the mortal realm. The stark reality is that our consciousness ends, we decompose and eventually, if we're lucky, the majority of our atoms end up in a distant star as opposed to a dog turd.

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Having established that very basic premise, we can enjoy this interview with Fabian Delph in all its absurd glory. Speaking to City's official YouTube channel, Delph has gone into extensive detail about his supernatural experiences in recent months. Not only does he believe in ghosts, he apparently "sees them all the time". Delivered in his deadpan Yorkshire accent, this initially seems like a funny, funny joke.

But it is not a funny joke. Delph is deadly serious. He has seen ghosts, "probably four" to be precise. Unsurprisingly, his interviewer seems rather stunned by this otherworldly revelation. "Seriously, do you believe in ghosts?" she asks. "Yeah, well I've seen 'em" comes Delph's matter-of-fact reply.

Ghostly revelations from 4:55 onwards

So who are these spectres? These ethereal phantoms who haunt Delph's waking hours? Like a Bradfordian Edgar Allan Poe, he goes on to weave a series of ghostly yarns that make the spine tingle and the hair stand on end. Once – just after he'd signed for Aston Villa – he stayed in a seemingly haunted hotel. "There were a lot of things moving in the room, a lot of bangs" Delph murmurs, eyes filled with fear.

Not once does he entertain the idea that it could have been Nigel Reo-Coker, clumsily trying to find the light switch so he could go for a midnight piss. No, those noises could have come from nothing other than a genuine poltergeist.

If that wasn't evidence enough for the existence of ghosts, Delph has since seen two phantasms in the bedroom of his own home. "I don't think they're there to harm me," he muses. Well, that's a relief.

We're actually a bit worried Delph's been burgled by a couple of teenagers with pillowcases on their heads. That's the problem with believing in ghosts, see – it's hard to know where the netherworld ends and the mundane reality begins.