Don't know about you, but I'm sick to death of everyone talking about Steve Coppell as if he's some kind of intellectual giant. As ever, Clive Tyldesley turns the stomach more than anyone else, but there's loads of pundits jabbering on about the man's 'insight' and 'intelligence' just because he speaks really... slowly... and... quietly, and says things which are a little off-beam.
There is of course some history involved in my feelings towards this wannabe Wenger, and so yesterday's stunning late goal from Daddy Dick (again) to lead to an 8/8 100% home record was that little bit more delicious.
I watched Coppell on MOTD this morning, and he struck me as not much more than a slightly eccentric bloke from the Wirral, who couldn't quite figure out what he was doing at the football match. Sounds perfect for the job at the FA to me.
Once again, naturally, the City match was way down the running order on MOTD. I'd like to hear the reasoning behind showing the Portsmouth/Birmingham game before ours, but there you have it.
Now, as Sven said, the real test of the festive fixtures approaches. Only 16 players in the squad, he said. How can that be?
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