Beleaguered Newcastle fans can rest easy following the news that Terry Venables has been in talks over becoming manager of the club.
This being El Tel - and, for that matter, Newcastle - there is a catch. That catch being that he's only been approached to take over as 'interim' boss until the club's future is certain, meaning he could be there for some time, the way things are going.
Venables said: "I can confirm I met Newcastle representatives.
"Those talks will continue in the morning when, hopefully, I can give them a final decision."
If there is one thing Toon fans need now, it's another cheeky Laaandan Wide-boy in an ill-defined role without any tangible responsibility or accountability.
If he arrives and the Magpies add to their run of four straight defeats, he can simply give an apologetic shrug and claim he was only minding the shop until the owner got back as he rides out of town, joining that perpetually-growing blacklist of people who can't come to Newcastle anymore.
Since quitting as England boss he has left Portsmouth with money in his pocket and the club in trouble, failed to reach the World Cup with Australia after losing out to Iran, left Crystal Palace relegated in administration and was number two to Steve McClaren during England's finest hour.
The only reasonable job he has done in the last decade was to come in and upstage Bryan Robson at Middlesbrough and see them drag themselves up to 14th and avoid the drop.
If there is a man that fits the bill at St James', it's Wor Tel.
Last week after musing on the subject of Newcastle, someone was moved to comment something along the lines of "A whole ED on Newcastle? Who cares?".
Well, valued reader, judging by the turnout at St James' last night, hardly anyone.
Less than 20,000 Geordies turned up to see the Toon Army get dumped out of the Rumbelows Cup on Wednesday night. Mind you, who can blame them, in was Tottenham who were in town after all.
The so-called "best fans in the world" have started deserting now that the going has got a little bit tough. The explanation can't be an en masse protest, as there is nothing left to protest against. They've got what they asked for, Ashley is selling and Kevin Keegan (matches in charge: 272. Trophies won: 0) has said in private that he wants to come back. So why was nobody there last night?
Perhaps it was the sudden turn in the weather we've been having recently? Probably not, as a cold snap is the perfect excuse for half of Tyneside to whip off their shirts and go down to the ground to prove how hard they are.
Ticket prices could be an issue, what with the diminishing importance of the competition plus the credit crunch biting and all that. But that didn't stop season tickets being sold out before the start of the season despite the 10 percent price hike, and those replica shirt sales weren't abated by Freddy Shepherd's comments about them being overpriced all those years ago.
Even a nice, relaxing night in front of the idiot box wasn't an option, as viewers had the choice of a show about Norwegian Trawlers, another about Lumberjacks and one called Britain's youngest Grannies to keep them away from an evening with the lads.
The Toon need their Nigerian Secret Millionaires to come to the rescue as soon as possible.
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Congratulations are due to Brighton & Hove Albion following their defeat of Manchester City.
They joined Burnley, QPR, Watford and Rotherham on the list of 'giant-killers' from this latest round of the Milk Cup. The fact that the Sussex side without a permanent home can beat the world's richest club restores faith in the magic of the Cup yadayadayada etc.
The line starts to get a bit blurry when it comes to QPR beating Aston Villa though. When one club is in the top flight, but the other is worth about 20 times more, who exactly are the giants in that equation?
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ED may have chomped down on a McBreakfast this morning (incidentally - what kind of sausage fits into a muffin?) but the beauty of being a faceless morning football blog is that it still has the freedom to look at professional athletes and call them fat.
And so it was with great glee that ED found out about the obesity epidemic sweeping through Brazilian giants Vasco da Gama.
Coach Renato - their fifth this year - is waging war against his porcine players, and has vowed to fine them for every kilo they are overweight at the end of the week.
Renato said - with sentiments that echo those that led to the creation of ASBOS: "A footballer only learns in two ways: when he loses his place in the team or when he is fined.
"Players eat a lot of junk. Everyone needs to be down to their ideal weight by Friday."
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TALKING POINT - Yesterday's attempt at a bit of light-hearted fun with Brazilian names was embraced by some and loathed by just as many. There seemed to be plenty of names that sounded like marital aids, but at least ED learnt a half-decent joke out of the whole debacle thanks to roxydgurl: "In the White House a chief aide tells Dubya 2 Brazilians have been killed on duty in Iraq, dubya is aghast: "My god", he says. "How will we recover from that?? And how many is 2 brazilion?"
Today - Will Terry Venables actually improve things at St James' Park? If not him, then who on earth is ever going to take the job?
FOREIGN VIEW - If Newcastle fans think they've got it bad, spare a thought for La Liga minnows Sporting Gijon. Their 6-1 spanking at home at the hands of Barcelona on Saturday was followed up with a 7-1 drubbing at Real Madrid. Their next opponents? Last season's runners-up. Villarreal.