Snodgrass is, of course, looking after number one. He is in the last year of his contract and knows that a club like West Ham may be interested at a knock down price. It sounds pretty much like a "Someone please come and get me" plea when he says, "The chairman is trying to put a bit of pressure on me and he's telling me what plans he has for the club. But they told me the same type of plans the season before and it didn't work out so it's hard to buy into these things again."
And he goes further, dismissing Warnock as a "Here today, gone tomorrow" merchant when he insists, "Who knows whether he has one or two more years left at Leeds? It's all right for him to say he could get me a move but if he leaves the people above him in the football club are not going to worry about what he said."
And you can't get more pointed than, "My future doesn't lie in the hands of Neil Warnock, it's in the hands of Robert Snodgrass."
All of which translates to "Snod you Neil, I'm alright"!
Looks like choppy waters ahead for the good ship Whites Pig!