Idle talk aplenty as Devil’s own arrive

SO RUN that shortlist of candidates by us again. Fickle? Me? Because although last night was a convincing reprieve, after the Reading debacle, and the visit of the Devil’s own spawn producing its usual grotesque charade, we could still be looking for a new boss.

That’s how modern football works, doesn’t it? A week is a long time in politics, an eternity in this most impetuous of games. It’s a mark of our club’s importance that certain names already thrown into the mix are also being linked to the England job.

Capello and Klinsmann were two of the stranger names, but none can surpass the surreal outrage of the whispers concerning Jose Mourinho.