Gnonto's actions are disrespectful to the shirt, the badge, the city; at Harewood House, the peacocks in the woods there weep. There is something to all that. But Leeds United's history also says that, historically, we can get over it.
People have asked what it will take for Leeds fans to get over Marcelo Bielsa, and I’ve often told them, ‘winning’. There’d have been no problems with Jesse Marsch if he’d won fifteen games last season. But there might be another way: losing.
This match hardly made a ripple to last beyond the weekend, another game reduced to nothing more than a ninety minute inconvenience to be gone through before Daniel Farke held another press conference.
Brace yourself, because the three weeks left in the transfer window are likely to be tougher to take even than the summer so far.
What does this game mean for the rest of the season? Dunno? Do I look like Mother Shipton? Is she with us in the cave right now?
If there's a bright side to relegation, it's the chance of lining up on opening day with a spine of Meslier, Cresswell, Gray and Gelhardt — Roy of the Rovers stuff, sure, but people bloody loved Roy of the Rovers, didn't they?
The challenge for Farke goes deeper than working out who is in and who is out, to making sure that the players who are in, whether by choice or circumstance come September 1st, feel like they’re in a good place.
Paraag Marathe doesn't have the disadvantage of starting from scratch with Leeds, but that means he doesn't have it as an excuse, either.
Players are leaving but not arriving. The ones left behind are being taught to play wi' ball but not wi'out ball. The defending and stuff, hopefully, is coming next week. But in the meantime we had to play Manchester United.
Farke’s first Championship champions scored 93 goals with a goal difference of +36. His second scored 75 with +39. I’ll take either. Thanks in advance, Daniel.