The parties can communicate via the secretariat on admin matters — such as the timing of the decision and confidentiality formalities — but nothing on the substance.:) Again, the words "verdict" and "delivered" are doing a lot of heavy lifting. There are many ways for information to pass between the panel and the parties without a formal verdict being formally delivered. And many possible reasons for it. I don't see anything particularly conspiratorial in that view or anything contradictory to the messages being given, apparently, by the club, the PL and their lawyers
Fwiw, I still tend to believe that it is just taking this long, but I have to be consistent. With each passing day, month, season, my belief is being stretched to its limit. And the likelihood increases imho that something significant is going on that we don't know about.
In the same way we were told when the initial APT verdict came out that it wasn't a convincing win, but there seemed to more going on than we knew about. And there was, wasn't there ....?
Maybe in 2027 but probably not
or at least wait until 2525.Oh bloody hell...
Note to self = read the whole thread before posting :)
Prefer the original from 1969
Nothing is a stretch to say the least.
Just one example.
The Horizon enquiry.
Hearing commenced September 2020.
Hearing concluded 2024.
Report expected late 2026.
Not bad, but I think I prefer Michael Zager; much more funBoth great
Not bad, but I think I prefer Michael Zager; much more fun
In the words of the immortal bard:Nothing is a stretch to say the least.
Just one example.
The Horizon enquiry.
Hearing commenced September 2020.
Hearing concluded 2024.
Report expected late 2026.
In the words of the immortal bard:
"That was a government ordered public inquiry.
This is an internal disciplinary issue.
Not remotely comparable".
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,In the words of the immortal bard:
"That was a government ordered public inquiry.
This is an internal disciplinary issue.
Not remotely comparable".
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Comfort my liege; why looks your grace so pale?Well, that's cheered us all up on a Monday morning.
Prefer the original from 1969
What a fucking mess lmao