There is some psychological game going on here..Ron back soliloquising on the lost years and McL becomes the realisation of his potential when lost in the wilderness. Desperately trying to patch over the abyss that separates the two clubs and the wounded fans disappointment. It will all go well if we just sit back and imagine the last 30 years never happened.It is just a hearts and minds game now on Randy's part and the yanks are great at that..Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan..the Alamo."I love the smell of Napalm in the morning"
He looks fit and well for 78 years.
Sense of humour failure I think..we get what we deserve then and make it a crime to want more.Stalin was famous for his wicked smile.I want More than I seem to getting; a lot moreWe have to make do with what we are handed out then...Long live the King of franchised diluted shinola.A seachange has taken place here.. We are a different entity now.Villa the new home of neo-revivalist protestant asperationism..the New Church of the second awakening of elvis the unconverted.Hallelujah Lord..Hallelujah!..I's bin saved Lord.. I see it all clearly now like the blighted Damascene..take me to the river Lord; wash a me down!!Up the Villa.
A couple of years ago he was at Villa Park (he went a few times - not sure he does now) and got talking to Randy's son who told him that he played himself. A few days later he receives a list of instructions from Mr Saunders on how to train properly.