The Guardian makes quite a good point about the whole Sven-Goran Eriksson thing: why do people keep falling for the fake sheikh? You’d think after two or three times they’d catch on and learn to be just a bit more wary about a total stranger turning up with an invite to an evening of champagne-quaffing.
Still, I’m not going to be too hard on Eriksson — it can’t be easy to manage a football team and make all those mobile phones too.