You have to wonder why these managers are paid huge salaries. Half time, two goals to the good, Leicester on the ropes and no manager to sort them out; the second half should have been like stealing crisps from a kid. But far from it! The caretaker put down his broom, changed Leicester's tactics and sent them out to defeat Allardyce's charges 2-1 in the second half, with a bold substitution to replace Beckford along the way.
Brilliant! We had home advantage, a two goal lead and the better team, but Doctor Evil couldn't out manoeuvre, out motivate nor out organise a vacuum!
How much are we paying him exactly?