So it seems the story that Piquionne had signed for Wolves was all rubbish. Like a boomerang, bad rubbish comes back, even when you fly tip it on the forecourt of a Premiership club and say good riddance.
Still, he may yet explode in a rush of goals. He may have been warming up over the last 18 months. Who knows, he may be Hammer of the Year come the end of the season. And how happy would we be then that the Mail was taking the piss out of us? He who laughs last laughs longest and all that. And hyenas laugh longer over a cadaver than wolves!