Whilst the precise content of this announcement might be unexpected, its overall mood isn't. It's novel, bold and commercially groundbreaking, as we've come to expect in the last seven years or so.
Many people in and around football, and I don't just limit this to 'mouth-breathers' on rag cafe, seem unable to evaluate the world of football, and most especially Premier League football as it is today, and the currency it now holds; not how it was a decade or so ago. When the club was bought in 2008, smart phones and tablets were very much in their infancy. Planet earth was a much bigger place. The world has changed immeasurably since then, particularly in technological terms, and yet we have putatively intelligent people seemingly unable to grasp what that means to the most popular sport on the planet. They're still taking about fucking shirt sales, like an ageing DJ talks about the 'hit parade'. Fucking clowns.
Quite simply, by accident or design, or in all likelihood a combination of the two, City's takeover on that sunny late summer's day in 2008 has come to be revealed as the ultimate footballing conflation of being in the right place at the right time, for both ADUG and us as supporters. We should never forget our good fortune in that regard.
Eventually, for the mouth-breathers, the penny is going to drop, but for the less intellectually gifted among those who seek to denigrate us, I fear it's still going to take a little while longer of them to wake up to the scale of a project that they used to so love openly mocking.
Fuck me, I love supporting this club. What a ride we've been on for the last 40 years.