Wednesday 30 April 2008

Farewell

It was fun while it lasted. Old Frank, it seems, is no stranger to making the tough decisions, having been Prime Minister of Thailand, don't you know. I was never a huge fan of Sven's appointment as City manager, was in despair during his tenure as England boss (though compared to SMC, he didn't end up looking so bad) but I do now feel a little disappointed that he's on the way out. Though I wouldn't go as far as protesting about it.

Big Phil coming in? Bookies have him at 2-1, so you'd be a fool to go against that, wouldn't you?
So for now, a fond farewell to the little Swede with the big turnip. You will be missed.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh! I think back to the good old days! Not Mr Sachs and his interesting handkerchief but the times of calm when our lovely RAYNERS were steady-as-she-goed by Peter's Wales.
Really, I admire Mr Thickskin and his autocratic approach, but SERIOUS, HE is NOT a GOD. The birds did not sing in Winter when his son was born I will bet! So take it from my mouth: Bring back Steve Reeves as coach!