As much as I couldn't stand Swales, IMHO John Maddock was far and away the biggest **** to ever be associated with our football club and if I lived for the next thousand years I very much doubt anyone will surpass him for that accolade.
I'll never forget the press conference in the wake of Peter Reid's sacking and when a journalist politely asked the despicable twat what football credentials he had, Maddock's reply went along the lines of:
"I'll have you know that when Ron Atkinson got the manager's job at Old Trafford, the talks were held at MY house". Errrr, ok John.
Of course, the other rather amusing aspect of Maddock's short-lived employment was that many City fans got him confused with poor old John Maddocks - City's official historian at the time - so at that infamous Friday night home game against Coventry (the one where Brian Horton was announced as our manager the same night), when the Kippax started singing "Singing die die Maddock, fucking die....", half the fans instead sang Maddocks instead of Maddock!