What a load of unreconstructed cobblers that was.
He's had over 12 months now and there is absolutely no sign of a personality, an ethos, a style, even.
Our results reflect the way we play: mediocre, mediocre, mediocre.
He won't get us relegated, I grant you, but then neither would Fat Sam, and his appointment would at least have been amusing. And cheap.
In short, I am unhappy with the current manager. There you have it.
Carry on.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
Yes, the chin-scratching "What do I do now?" head raised slightly upwards was not his finest look.
10 characters? Pile of cund.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'