No more romance for doomed Cup winners

POOR Bill Kenwright. The old luvvie just couldn't bottle it up any more as David Moyes took his leave on Sunday and I daresay swathes of Goodison Park wept with him.

Merseyside hasn't seen so many tears shed since Stan Boardman announced he was planning a comeback, but next stop on the emotional roller-coaster that is top-flight football is hard-nosed, heartless Arsenal where no self-respecting supporter would dare be seen blubbing into his frappuccino.

The cold-eyed Prof could give footy romantics another splash of heart-warmth by prolonging Wigan's top-flight tenure for another few days, but unless Wenger flies in the face of all logic and picks Gervinho and Andrei Arshavin it looks like the Latics are finally doomed.

Wigan clearly don't have a prayer at The Emirates. I mean, it's not like they've got any recent previous at landing spectacular odds!

The less said about Saturday the better although the only consolation is that Man City were such certainties, and so short, that I didn't even bother having a bet. There's a money-saving wisdom there somewhere but it's not going to last and I'm on the Arsenal-Man City double.

Quite what Arouna Kone made of a night on the Irn-bru on Saturday night is anyone's guess, but no matter how ‘dry' Wigan's preparations were after Wembley, they haven't yet contrived to do back-to-back decent defensive displays and it's a bit late in the day to presume they can pull it off now.

City simply can't be as rubbish ever again and as a debt of loyalty to their manager (did I really just say that?) Yaya and pals should ensure they give their fans something to cheer at Reading. Who are officially dire.