Some of us said 'Nigel is an excellent choice, and will stop this silly circus and focus the players AND the fans on the performances and the results rather than on silly anecdotes and media claptrap. We will be on top of the league with 8 games played or I'll eat my hat'.
I think you'll all agree now that I have once again proven that I know more about everything than everyone else and my soothsaying abilities are beyond doubt.
Pay heed....I predict a housing market crash that will be a catalyst for the destruction of the banking system as we know it and will result in hardship the world over, except in Russia where they will use control of their natural resources to hold the world to ransom and return their faux democracy to the superpower it once was.
During this time Disco Bob's sex change operation will go horribly wrong and unknowing of his true identity i will kidnap him as he walks the streets looking for dropped pennies that he will use towards having his malformed genitalia returned to something more human. Thinking him a young tom looking for business I forcibly take him to my lair, christening him Julie and stroking his prettty plaited hair, smelling sweetly of jojoba extract, where, whilst attempting to appease my most basic of urges, I will suffocate him in the most vile way. His gagging, wretching, convulsing body shaking with the rush of adrenline cause by knowing this was his last moment...his last vision is of a muscular naked adonis wearing a hollowmask tweaking his nipples and singing Chelsea Dagger.
This is just a prediction and should be in no way considered in any way self-incriminating or a confession. The Russians might be very amicable about their distriubution of oil and should be treated well until such time as they merit not to be.
I'd hate to be the cause of a spate of Russian bashing in the Leicester area. Violence is deplorable unless it's inside an octagon or ring or summat and involves consenting adults and prohibits eye gouging and groin strikes....or at a football match, obviously, as that's just a bit of good old fashioned working class fun and allows us to let vent steam thus saving our good wives from a beating.