To be honest, my biggest disappointment is probably with myself. You see, I thought with the passing of time came the ability to recognise, or sniff out, when I was bein' played, or lied to, or bein' taken for a mug. I thought faither time had taught me what to believe, and to be able to separate reality from fantasy.
Then came the man from down under.
As I said before ( after coming to terms with my latest episode of lessons in Life ) I neither wish harm nor good fortune to those who use our club as a stepping stone in pursuit of their personal goals. Regardless of what the aspirations of those managers/players happen to be. Whether it's wealth or fame they seek; I really couldn't care less . When they're gone, they're gone.
So, in truth, and only speaking for myself, I'll let the transfer circus play out and see where it leaves us. What HAS gone, though, is listening to the mercenaries in the game talking absolute guano; and believing them.
The makeup of the squad we start the season with remains to be seen.... And yes, we'll be saying the same next season too !