As per previous blogs, I fondly imagined Mr Robinson to be a man of honour and commitment and made so bold as to advise him that there was no dignity in getting broken off at the ankles and, by implication, that there was some dignity in resigning. Well he promptly disproved that concept. He’s resigned, but everyone knows he was canned, and he took two days with the tawdry process of scrabbling for every last piece of silver he could get his rapacious paws on. Now this behaviour may not count for jack when any potential new employer considers Mr Robinsons merits but it is a further morsel adding to the already nasty taste in the mouths of England supporters.
It sad to see someone grubbing around in this manner when he should have been expressing his gratitude for having had the honour of managing the team and apologising for their performances. Perhaps a little of Stuart Pearce’s approach to management, or more specifically his avowed response in the event of him getting sacked, at Man City would not go amiss?
He is not a scapegoat, although the RFU may wish to believe him so, as all problems are not resolved by this move and the focus will be elsewhere if performance does not pick up under the new coach. Were the rumours of the demise of the old farts at the RFU exaggerated?