This collapse isn’t just predictable, it’s the inevitable outcome of a club being run by people who have absolutely no business being anywhere near the top of a football organisation. The transfer business has been a disgrace, the squad is slow, weak, and completely devoid of leaders, and there isn’t a shred of fight or pride anywhere in the dressing room. Martin will be sacked by Christmas because he’s been handed a cowardly, directionless rabble that folds the moment anything goes against them. We’re sinking, and the people in charge are too clueless, too arrogant, and too wrapped up in their own delusions to even recognise the damage they’ve caused. Top has taken a serious football club and turned it into a pathetic, stumbling embarrassment, a clown playing owner while the whole thing burns around him.