Once there was a manager had 2 fantastic players, Asamoah and Stephane. One day, Asamoah went to the manager and asked for his inheritance. The manager gave it to him, and he went to the desert, spending his new found money on prostitutes and whatnot, whilst Stephane stayed and worked hard for the manager. A year had passed, and Asamoah was tired of the desert and lack of alcohol. He decided to come back and beg the manager for any role at the club. When Asamoah landed at Newcastle Airport, the manager embraced him with open arms. "Kill the prize Mag", he said, "We shall feast, for our striker that was lost has now been found". And a pissed off Stephane went off to a champions league club, while a fat Asamoah did **** all and Sunderland were relegated to Leage 1.
There should be no return, if he wants to play with Camels then let him stay and rot with the Camels. What message does that send out to the rest of our (and other EPL) players? come sign for us, do well and some rich ****ing rag head will take you and pay you millions then when you're bored come back to us??????? **** right off.
