This is all about Nigel. The only question that matters is whether any replacement would get a marked change in form and fortunes. He has done his job by getting us here, now all that matters is how we move on up. If the management of the club think that he is the man for the long term then they should say so and stick with him. If not, then get someone else in sharpish before it's too late. Sentiment is so last season.
(What's that song - 'We're only making plans for Nigel?')
... for the time being. Cortese is not stupid and will almost certainly have been asking tentatively around. Any chairman of a multi-million business would do the same. I desperately hope for a win on Saturday but not for Nigel's sake.
We don't need to drop out of the League, just tell the players not to bother fighting for any balls, to shirk every tackle, not bother defending, not cover back. Nobody would notice, surely?
To be honest, I was not too hopeful for this season once the window had been shut and I have been resigned to relegation for some time now. Now that we have reached this situation it would need a big turn round in performances to drag ourselves up the table and I can see no sign of that happening with the current set-up. The question then is whether replacing Nigel will achieve enough improvement in performances to rescue us from this predicament and that depends on who replaces him. It won't be pretty but anyone who can tighten up the defence and get back to clean sheets or no more than one goal against might stand a chance. Any takers?
It's a very big step up to the Premiership and we have tripped up on it. We are miles away from the likes of Everton, Spurs, Newcastle, and not even in the same league as those at the top of the table. We may have spent £30m but that's less than a third of what's needed to buy a Premiership team. What we have are a load of players who are of upper Championship standard. I was pleased that we won a lot last season but hardly jumping for joy over the prospect of this because all I could foresee was regular embarrassing thrashings.