I remember standing at the top of my garden, digging my vegetable patch, listening on the radio to the deciding game of our season. Ian Holloway had managed above all others to take us to the bottom of the championship and we were facing relegation to league one for the first time ever. I had deliberately taken myself to the end of the garden because I knew none of the rest of the family went up there. When the final whistle went, and this fella called had Nigel Pearson kept Saints up, I am ashamed to say I cried. I could not believe this ‘clown’ had taken us from the hallowed list of only nine teams to have never dropped to league 3. And then there were eight. My point is, we get so comfortable after so many years, but it’s not a given. We are Leicester City, and we are also capable of capitulation. BUT we are Leicester City and we will always rise again.