Shame in a way that he didn't get this accolade last weekend. That would have been a full week before he played little QPR, a week in which the full meaning of being voted BEST PL MANAGER would have caressed his lithe Latin body like the most sensuous of Thai massages. More and more he would have realised that this affirmation of his greatness - nay, his genius! - was just the beginning; he would have ample time to perfect his 'You talking to me?' routine before great gilded mirrors, and ordered in regal costumes of the great despots and emperors of previous centuries to parade in all his befeathered finery, until he came to the inevitable conclusion that his greatness and tactical assuredness could mean only one tremulous tingling idea; the perfect attacking strategy for Saturday! No defenders! Only attackers! The AVB formula will succeed like no other before!........ Sadly, the game is tomorrow, and he will put out a team equipped in the normal fashion. Next weeks opponents will reap the benefit. Shame....
