It's not balls, every football fan knows Savage predicted we'd fail this season, add that to the fact that his cheeky grin and whimsical charm no longer conceals that he's as dumb as doorknob and he's bricking it in fear that his gravy train pundit days may be numbered. Of late he's been getting stick from other football pundits sharing a studio with him. I heard one commentator berate him on a phone in for losing it with callers by answering questions with another question, you could tell from the tone in Savage's voice he wasn't expecting that. Notice too how often in a group of fellow talking heads he's out of step, claiming a position, not with any analysis that holds up, but with a declaration "well, that's what I think".
Well, increasingly, no one gives a shit what he thinks, so now he's got to cover his tracks, with "Ah, yes, but".
I can't remember whether it was the Everton or Watford game radio commentary, but he was slagging us off right up to the point we scored the first goal, then after the second he was oozing oily praise. The man is a dolt who's got away with it for far too long, and he's become increasingly aware that he's surrounded by "important" people (people that matter to him) who are beginning to realise it.