‘Pundits’ don’ even less app
There is an adage that success has many fathers while failure is an orphan. The saying is probably attributed to someone clever who died yonks ago. I can’t be bothered to find out whom. This is a footy column.
Furthermore it isn’t even true. Failure has as many antecedents as success.
Failure at Sunderland has an inordinate number of fathers – and a minimum of one mother – and you might think it reasonable to attach at least some culpability to the players.
Not so, said the easily confused Bolton defender, Karl Henry who, straight up, blames the supporters.
After his side’s recent draw on Wearside, he burbled: “It’s a toxic atmosphere for the home team. I wouldn’t want to be a player here with those fans.”
There are children in this world who may well live through two Christmases before one Sunderland home win. Karl seems to have trouble grasping the fact that this sort of statistic tends to leave paying customers feeling just a mite cheesed off.
But don’t worry Karl. I’ve watched you a few times and you can be assured that the gladness you feel at not playing for Sunderland is reciprocated.
However, apart from the players, who else is not to blame? Apparently, the last-butone manager.
We would prefer to forget about David Moyes and his spectacularly incompetent stint at Sunderland. But we aren’t allowed even that small pleasure.
If his appointment at West Ham last week seems inexplicable, his accompanying bellyaching about how terrible Sunderland were to him was completely predictable.
He says he “had a great year” at Real Sociedad before they ... er ... gave him his cards for poor
Former manager David Moyes.