It just didn't work. We now seem to have someone who knows what he's doing. Time to move on.
We have. He hasn't.
And to continue the analogy Paul, we really should have flicked the switch sooner. We'd all have got a buzz out of that.
Let's get this straight.
1.) You took over from McLeish, which instantly guaranteed you almost infinite goodwill.
2.) You signed the contract knowing the financial situation.
3.) You had free reign to shape the squad how you wanted within the financial constraints you'd already accepted.
4.) You repeatedly talked about how good a relationship you had with Lerner.
With that backdrop
1.) Over 2˝ years, you delivered almost a full house of negative records (I know there are 2 you didn't manage but I really don't want to look up which) not to mention humiliation on humiliation, yet still retained unbelievable levels of support from the crowd.
2.) Regressed the football on the pitch to a point where you'd made McLeish's side look like Brazil of 1982.
3.) Signed a new contract for 4 more years of this purgatory.
4.) When you saw which way the wind was blowing started with the digs at the crowd.
5.) Were either party to, or allowed a bullying culture at Bodymore Heath, that was so bad your two mates achieved the impossible and were actually sacked.
6.) Were so lost without them that you first recruited Keane as your assistant and then when he couldn't be arsed any more/had finished promoting his book went through the rest of your tenure with no assistant and no obvious signs of coaching in the team.
Then when the inevitable finally happened you
1.) Stood by as your successor beat your record for the season to date in 50% fewer games using the same players.
Jealous much?
2.) Started gobbing off to your mates in the press about how hard it had all been.
You could always have resigned if it was that shit. You'd probably have a got a couple of million out of a tribunal. Ask you mate, the manager that's the expert in litigation.
3.) Now your talking about it being like living on Death Row.
Before we get on to anything else, that's f¤¤king distasteful.
You must have been the only person that lived thinking that you were going to get the bullet, because to the rest of the footballing world you looked bullet proof and it was a genuine shock when you went. And again you can't complain. You were given chance after chance to prove that the odd high point was something to build on and not a fluke. Every time you threw it away.
Now be a good boy, crawl back under your rock and shut the f##k up.