Any settling in period was done, bought and paid for during his tenure at Tottenham. Since being smuggled beneath a blanket by the functional social drinker that is Sir Alex of Ferguson, he has royally failed to become the Manchester United poster boy many (well, primarily him) saw him as.
Word is that £18 Million will secure his services. A damaged goods discount, if you like.
Me? I’d take the magic he gave in a Lilywhite shirt back in a heartbeat. But the man? He … can do one.
His attitude prior to leaving was worse than abysmal and these days the look on the sallow faced ponce never ceases to make me smile. He thought he was better, he was wrong. And nobody loves him.
Take him for £18 million? I’d take him out the back and put two in his oily head for free.