Royal RotherBuck$, Buck$, Buck$... Oh dear, oh dear....
You were given a chance at a special, special club... You ruined that chance and took your reputation down with it.
You could have built something really good at Watford, been remembered as a friend, inspried people in years to come, been respected, but you traded it all in for a Cubic Zirconia encrusted Rolex and a few pieces of silver...
Pretty soon, you'll be old news, but the club you've left behind, my club, will always be supported by good, decent people. As such, you no longer fit in anyway... Soon we'll cheer a new manager and our old team...
I feel sorry for you mate....
We may be poor financially, but you are poor morally, very poor indeed.
I feel a little sick...
Made me cROFLy