Remember that period when we were managerless and Kevin Bond (well known as John Bond's son) used to pop up from somewhere on Fridays, unfold his arms (He did! I saw it once) and make excuses for the forthcoming defeat/bore draw. He usually used the same old pretext about lack of resources compared to the opposition, blah, blah.
Well, as we know, Sean "The Bleating Sheep" Dyche has a similar modus operandi, especially when playing us. He has been doing it for years and, well, he's at it again. Concerning today's match, the BBC website says,
Burnley manager Sean Dyche on comparisons with Bournemouth: "They've put a reasonable amount of money into what they do there, we probably less so… I think they are similar in the sense there's an earthiness, but there's also a belief in what they do.
"Any manager doing what [Eddie Howe] has done has earned the right to be respected and he's certainly respected by me, that's for sure."
In other words, Respect, but it's all due to splashing the cash. It's only one step up from "I'm not a racist, but...
Has he forgotten Eddie's name. The BBC had to add it in the text. Has he also failed to recall that the players that Eddie assembled, including several ex-AFCB who should have been playing for us, formed the basis for his initial success at Turf Moor?
I like Burnley, I like going there, drinking their Bene and hot, eating their butter pies, getting bum-ache on the wooden seats in the old fashinoned four-standed ground that's right in town and sympathise with their long-suffering supporters.
But Sean Dyche? Yuck with a capital F!
Please, please thrash 'em this afternoon