Snakes and Adders
“I come to bury Caesar,not to praise him”
This is an article I wished never to write,but things have come to pass. As many of you know,this site was being discussed by Mahe and me about a year back,how to go about it,format,ground rules. That it happened when it did,right at the end of the summer transfer window,was no accident.
It came about,indirectly,because we had watched Celtic’s lack of activity in the transfer window with increasing dismay,and congratulated our manager for speaking out about it. We then saw the club,via an SMSM lackey-not known as a friend of ours!-launch an astonishing attack straight back at him. Shortly thereafter,I received a mail from someone I trust implicitly and who is near to the board which effectively told me that the chances of rebuilding the squad-which was essential-were nil. Worse,from an insider,it was clear that Brendan Rodgers no longer had the support or even the goodwill of the board.
I hoped that it would blow over,BR had given us some great times in his two years,the club had earned vast amounts in that period. He seemed to love the club,the players,the fans,even the tea lady for all I know. It was his dream job,he was our dream manager.
Surely sense would prevail?
Well,NAW! BR comes across as an intelligent man,but I’m not sure that an intelligent man would have taken the Leicester job to further his career. I’m on record a few times as to why I think that club is unlikely to ever be a force again,and I think BR will regret it. Probably by Easter,and certainly by about this time next year when he joins the long list of former Leicester managers.
He has gone,and on the cusp of a Treble Treble,cue for a song. On the cusp of becoming a legend. You surely have to have a good reason for doing that,and I’m sorry,Brendan,but Leicester isn’t it.
So why did he do it? The obvious answer is that he’d had enough of fighting with one hand behind his back,of not receiving the backing that he thinks he deserves,and which the team has clearly needed for some time now. And if he had the balls to say so,I would support him in that. If they are his reasons,even if unsaid,then I have to agree with him.
But his timing sucks.
Never give a sucker an even break,and he’s just thrown the huns a lifeline. Jee-zoh,we can forget about anything being done about the referees now,or even any further action on Stevie Clarke’s brave words less than a week ago. The narrative has moved on. And worse,to have done it in mid-season,that is not the action of an honourable man. Brendan will always be remembered by me fondly,not least for that great afternoon in Lisbon as I watched Tom Rogic seal The Invincible Treble,along with my Dad and about 500 Tims in a large bar.
But he can never be forgiven for walking out when he did,no matter the reasons behind it. That I will not forgive,and MIKEINTORONTO can tell you which movie that chilling line came from.
And it IS chilling,Brendan. Because with this one selfish and dishonourable action,you have destroyed your legacy. We thought you cared,it turns out you only cared for yourself
The above is not to distract us from the real culprit in all of this,as far as I am concerned. Step forward,Peter,you are once again Star of the Show,The Big Cheese. Nose put out of joint by the failure of Ronny Deila to ignite the fans,and then by the recruitment process being taken out of your hands by Dermot Desmond,you have played a blinder.
Support the manager in his first transfer windows,then kick the ladder out from underneath him. Rub your hands in glee at the sound of the ringing tills,then bemoan a paltry £6.7m profit in his first season,even though you knew we would have c£50m in the bank by the end of his second season.
The icing on the cake though was surely in the last transfer window,the unremitting gall to make sure that the biggest cheque you signed was for your own bonus,while continuing to undermine the manager who provided it. That’s a f…..g peach,that one.
Lawwell’s refusal to back the team-building plans of the manager in the summer is where this all started,and for a man who so fervently wishes it to be known that he always acts in the interests of the club,this whole affair once again gives the lie to that.
It smacks of not being the teacher’s pet anymore,and going in the huff till he gets what he wants. His behaviour in the summer was disgraceful and unprofessional,and should have seen him sacked because of it. Instead,he is King of the Hill again,and even appointing a former manager whom he also undermined and forced out of the door.
And with a long-overdue rebuild needed to replace the loanees,veterans,and out-of-contract players,he has the perfect excuse for sitting on his hands in the next transfer window too. New managerial appointment took priority. New manager came in too late for him to be able to push deals over the line.
Been there,bought the t-shirt,you’re fooling no-one. Except,of course,there are always some,as a look on the other sites proves.
This is a shameful episode in our history,and that history will not be kind to anyone we hold responsible for halting our momentum as we strive for ten titles in a row,or three trebles.
It might be trebles all round in the boardroom,but I think they might well be the only ones they see this season.
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