Icarus Syndrome. They get a bit of confidence and start spouting off beyond where they should. Fly too close to the sun and crash and burn.
Pizza Rob firmly cremated.
Get fucked. Unless £25m of that is contingent on us winning the quadruple for three successive seasons, I’d rather us go hunting for something more pragmatic financially.
Brazil is still there, face ever expanding and the shade of an over-cooked ham shank.
Parry has been axed. I think the embarrassment of the Cinnamon Challenge was too much:
He’s far more in the Romano ‘comment when it’s nearly done’ than in the Ornstein bracket of transfer breakers. He also comes across as an insufferable dick on TalkSport.