Sometimes I think the Premier League has gone completely off the rails. Yesterday was one of those times. Abramovich popping into Chelsea, en route to a business meeting, just to fire Scolari is just another bizarre chapter in the soap opera. The only reason anyone could possibly want the job now would be for the money. And why not. It's probably be the only job in Britain that pays better than being in charge of a bank. The current favourite seems to be Dutchman, Guss Hiddink. He tells us that he's a big mate of the Russian oligarch, who currently coaches the Russian team, which suggests he's gagging for the job (money). Personally, I reckon they should go for Roy Keane, who is only happy with the best. OK, so it would end in tears, but in the short term, what Chelsea's prima donnas need is a bit of Keane to stiffen up their resolve.
After the way Avram Grant was treated last season, almost everyone except committed Chelsea fans would like to see them miss out on a Champions League place this season. How they must be laughing at Anfield and Old Trafford.