Welcome back Woy. It didn't take long for the man, the myth, the moron to come crawling back into the Premier League. As I'm sure you have gathered by this point, I don't have much time for Roy Hodgson. As a person I'm sure he has redeeming qualities, hidden away somewhere. But as a football manager he is one of those parasites who you can never get away from. Regardless of how terrible a job he manages to do somewhere, he will always come back. Hodgson isn't alone, there is the media driven, British Elite of Managers (see Allardyce, Phil Brown, Paul Jewell, Bryan Robson etc) who teams will turn to in times of crisis, instead of taking a risk on somebody young and unproven or one of those "horrendous" foreign coaches that come over here and take work off loveable Mr England characters like my old pal, Sam Allardyce. They won't 'steady the ship' as the phrase goes, they will either remain static, in port, with a few cup runs, or progressively sink it.
In appointing Roy Hodgson, West Brom have waived their right to winning football games away from The Hawthorns and have agreed to a toxic style of play at home. West Brom's style of play fits into the ethos of Roy Hodgson as an anorexic's does at an all you can eat buffet. A strange decision. Hodgson has sunk back to his level and with less expectation could now perform a repeat of his Fulham 'miracles'. And if nothing else, Liverpool have now found a home for Paul Konchesky come the summer, when Forest also realise he is a totally shite.
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