So Marmite Man Darren Ambrose returns from Ipswich, having failed to set the world alight there. Nothing if not consistent in his inconsistency is young Darren.
So Phil Parkinson has been confirmed as manager, having failed to achieve, well anything really. Nothing if not consistent in his mediocrity is young Phil.
I now fairly and squarely blame the Board. This has to be some of the most incompetent, and dangerous decision making since the darkest days of Charlton's existence, and let's face it, the poor decision making since Curbishley left has quite frankly been staggering. I wish they could have gone when they wanted too, safe in their contribution to Charlton's history, but they could not. I feel desperately sad for them, and for all of us.
Now, we have the anonymous Chappell , a Jeremy Beadle lookalike, and his assistant who chews gum to mimic his new(ish) lord and master, in the same way he used to stick his hands deep into his pockets to mimic Reg. Oh, and we have Phil Parkinson. Charlton is now run by a mafia of the mediocre, and this latest appointment is very much in the same dysfunctional grain.