I've heard he's skimming £2 million a year from the rags to act as an 'ambassador.' A bad-tempered, tyrannical, despot who sees Mussolini and Josef Stalin as 'men I aspire to be.' A foul-mouthed, dictatorial, semi-literate, 82 year old autocrat with a serious alcohol problem is the face of that club. His bloated, decrepit, booze-abused crimson face adorns rag merchandise the world over. His status as 'king of the champagne socialists' profile is seen in every newspaper article, every book, every magazine and every bit of old tat from the souvenir shop.
And he is the face of the rags.
A man who delayed calling an ambulance when his son beat the living fuck out of his wife in order to clear up any incriminating evidence. The same son who, when he was fired from the manager's job at Preston North End, had his father recall three rag players who were currently on loan at PNE, and persuaded Tony Pulis to do the same with two Stoke players who were also on loan at the club. In a matter of days Preston North End lost half of their first team and were subsequently relegated - costing the club millions and millions of lost revenue.
And he is the face of the rags.
A man who ordered Mark Bosnick off the team bus one night because the outspoken Aussie dared to disagree with the pisscan's politics.
Yep, he is the face of the rags.
