I take the views of Fulham fans on Scot Parker with a pinch of salt, to be honest. They’ve been acting like the typical jilted lover ever since Parker decided to leave them and move on to better things. Now they’re stuck with serial two-timer Marco Silva, who took advantage whilst they were on-the -bounce and shagged them on their first date. We all know that they secretly sit at home after matches, listening to the compilation tapes they made when Scot was leading them to the Premier League, fingering themselves whilst they remember the good times. In public they sing the praises of their dark and vaguely handsome shortarse, Silva, but deep down they know that he has eyes for their more attractive girlfriends, Palace and Chelsea, even though they are both way out of his league. And let’s be honest - that long black anorak may be functional, but it doesn’t scream ‘Kings Road fashion Boutique’ like one of Scot’s cardies. And now that he’s gone and can no longer be theirs they do and say whatever they can to try an ensure that no one else can have him. But it is too late - he has a new lover. One which will fulfill him and give him what he needs. He is happy here, and they will never get over that.