Of all the players who saw us through from the depths of despair in 2009 to having us invading the pitch to celebrate a second promotion Morgan Schneiderlin was a personal favourite. Rickie earned his 'legend' status, and I can still get a buzz from watching his goals. Yet in my heart he didn't surpass the quiet French lad who chose to stick with us when we dropped into Division One and grew into one of the finest players in the club's history. His was not a glamorous role. He didn't make good 'highlights' material but Saints fans knew he'd be a rock in the centre of midfield. His partnership with Wanyama was a thing of beauty in its own way.
And now he's gone to Lille for half a dozen Super U vouchers and a packet of crisps. What should have been a great career culminating in winning the World Cup with France was destroyed on the rocks of Man Utd and Everton.
Whatever mistakes he made - and that infamous tweet was huge - he was a great player for us and in latter years an articulate voice for the club in interviews. For those reasons I can only wish him well and hope, as a philosophical Frenchman, il ne regrette rien!
And now he's gone to Lille for half a dozen Super U vouchers and a packet of crisps. What should have been a great career culminating in winning the World Cup with France was destroyed on the rocks of Man Utd and Everton.
Whatever mistakes he made - and that infamous tweet was huge - he was a great player for us and in latter years an articulate voice for the club in interviews. For those reasons I can only wish him well and hope, as a philosophical Frenchman, il ne regrette rien!