Tremendous cover this one; getting back on a Stone Roses tip, we’ve got Kluivert celebrating his goal against West Brom, with a jubilant Nicky Butt in attendance, with I Wanna Be Adored plastered underneath, with the significant half an orange for the O showing we still haven’t really moved on since Spike Island. Coming out for the Fulham debacle, there’s a bit of cautious optimism in the pages (which does not extend to appreciating the efforts of the tosser on the turntables who has replaced Mr. Steel Wheels), but the editorial perceptively points out that the improvement caused by a new manager only lasts for about 10 games before they start reverting to type. If you’re counting, Bolton was Souness’ 10th in charge. Interviews with fans of all his previous clubs display very little goodwill towards him. Indeed, Rangers was the only club he left in a better state than when he took over. All the musical references are particularly appropriate in an issue dedicated to the late, great John Peel.

Robson’s departure, though not entirely unexpected, is another example of  the kind of idiotic knee jerk   administrative incompetence this club is noted for. Now is the time for all good men and women to come to the aid of the club we love is appropriate strap line that stands next to a glowering image of our captain and spiritual leader. The Rooney farce, the Woodgate sale and the unreal situation of Souness watching us beat Blackburn are dealt with in turn. A kind of world weary disgust is apparent all the way through the magazine; our club has been turned in to a soap opera and we don’t like it.