Being an armchair pundit, manager, player, well; anything really, just as long as you can work on your sofa's butt groove at the same time, is the best job in the world. You answer to no one, you are paid well in self-worth and, most importantly, you're always right despite whatever you're told to the contrary. Obviously, as armchair football managers go, I'm one of the best! Each week, I know better than the current gaffer of my beloved football team, be it squad, formation, transfers, or even the away kit. Under my leadership, we wouldn't be facing relegation (AGAIN!) we would be looking toward Europe next season at the very least.
Unfortunately, like all-too-many areas of life, it seems I'm wrong. Very wrong! Thanks a lot, Sega! But Football…