O'Neill might be gone but at least he can look forward to a decent retirement or maybe go to another football club. The same, however, can't be said for poor Dracula. I'd came out of The Chesters after having a few pints & had made my way out of the car park & past this bloke who was wearing what looked like pyjamas & a tea cosy for a hat and he had a fuzzy beard. There was this sudden freezing cold gust of wind & this man descended from the sky wearing a black cape with big collars, he had greased back hair with a prominent widows peak & was making a hissing noise. He got hold of the pyjama bloke in a bear hug & sank his teeth into his neck for a couple of seconds but then suddenly recoiled coughing with a look of horror on his face. He tried to take off into the sky again but crash landed outside of Merrils chippy & started to puke up all over the pavement. I ran over to help him & he reached a hand up to me & said "Please, the cemetery, take me to the cemetery". I helped him to his feet but it was a struggle because he was like a dead weight but I eventually got him there. He pointed me over to a coffin that was in the middle of the graveyard & I helped lye him down but he didn't look well at all. I said to him "are you gonna be alright there like Drac mate" but he seemed to drifting off out of consciousness. He mumbled "hundreds of years, hundreds, & iv'e never experienced anything like it. The smell was ****ing horrendous". He then started to crumble away & turned into dust. It's a shame like, but every era needs to come to an end whether it be 16 months like O'Neill of hundreds of years like poor Drac. I think he might have actually have made a decent replacement for O'Neill but that's obviously not going to happen now. Think I might have gotten canny odds at the bookies for him as well.