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it's the one managed by KM if he goes which now seems very likely if not inevitable.
God forbid we need three points to stay up on the last day and come up against whichever mob has goody two shoes as head coach.
Oh pray that sweet vengeance is ours, by the way who knew that even months before the season's started that one could so profoundly loathe the Darwinian vulgarity of the Premier League.
But let's pause briefly to remember that whatever happens it's only a game involving a bunch of blokes you don't know kicking a medieval replica of a pig's bladder.
something similar to the rest of English football for years.
Most clubs in the Championship and below are a catastrophic financial mess because of the repugnant commercial self-interest of the TV created Frankensteins in the top flight.
To hear pundits outraged by the ESL simultaneously get all teary-eyed about the beauty of the domestic game's trickle down economics is laughable.
When it comes to naked Darwinian greed it's clear the ESL has evolved directly from the loins of the absurdly hallowed Premier League.