A Can of Worms

Have we just opened the biggest can of worms in the history of football by agreeing an out of court settlement with Shafting United? Yes, their claim has been put to bed but, by admitting wrong doing and culpability, have we simply declared open season for the World and his wife to claim compensation at our expense?

Warnock has already gobbed off, but there's no surprise there. Apparently, single handedly, he built the mighty empire that was Sheffield United and, single handedly, Tevez razed it to the ground. Had it not been for Tevez, Warnock, it seems, would now be managing Real Madrid and England simultaneously instead of trying to squeeze Palace into the Fizzy Pop playoffs. The greatest self publicist since Brain Clough has been robbed of the mantle of Best Manager Since Old Big Head and must be due what, £30million in compensation?

But if Warnock is due a pay day, what about the players? How cruel was their fate to be relegated from the Premiership despite amassing a mighty 38 points over a whole season? These footballing gods battled their way to 10 victories over a 38 game season and scored a breathtaking 32 goals, almost one a game, a whole eight of which were netted away from home! Never has the Premiership seen their compare! How mighty were the fallen? How great and unjust was their wrong? Those poor wronged souls, condemned to a career outside the Premiership for clearly a transfer based on their Premiership pedigree was always out of the question! Surely a payment of £30million is the very least that each can expect in the circumstances.

But why stop at the players? What about the fans? Imagine the emotional trauma endured as a result of the club's utterly unmerited relegation. For two years now, Blades fans have been denied the opportunity to see their players kicking Premiership players up into the air. Surely every man, woman and child in the red and white stripes side of Sheffield deserves a minimum payment of, let's say, £100,000?

And why stop at the fans? What about all those dogs kicked by their angry owners in the days following the club's Premiership demise? Dogs have rights too and as West ham could soon find to their cost, every dog has his day! Ten grand and a packet of Winalot to every pooch must be a fair and equitable settlement surely.

And so it goes on. Don't Charlton have a claim? Who knows, had they stayed ahead of us in the table, they might have found the reserves to battle their way to safety. And Fulham and Wigan could have finished a place higher too. Blackburn would have pipped Bolton into Europe had they not lost to us but then again Bolton would have finished above Everton had they not been slain by Tevez at Upton Park but then again Everton would have finished above Tottenham had they not suffered the same cruel fate. And what about Arsenal? They would have finished above Liverpool had Tevez, cleverly disguised as Robert Green, not kept out fifteen million shots on our goal at the Emirates. And then there's all those managers, and all those players and all those fans and all those dogs. Just think, if it wasn't for Tevez, Mini Me Sammy Lee would still be the manager of Bolton Wanderers!

We have only seen the tip of the iceberg my friends. Before you know it, Gordon Brown will be blaming Tevez for the collapse of the world banking system. A final settlement in the Tevez affair? This may just be the beginning!