Bill will rise like Lazarus from his sick bed, his spotty, saggy arse hanging out of his hospital gown, shuffling into his office, just to get the deals over the line.
Then he woke up.
Here we are, having dodged relegation by the skin of our teeth, for two season in a row and we`re now into the third season of needing a striker.
And people wonder why the fans are turning on themselves and the players.