It was interesting to hear Liam Miller's excuses for being late to training this week, shoddy time keeping which led to him being transfer listed by manager Roy Keane on Wednesday.
Actually, the excuses came via his agent, but they brought back memories of my childhood when all sorts of strange and downright ridiculous excuses were given for a variety of misdemeanours. Freak gusts of wind tearing homework into tiny pieces, puddles leaping up to swallow sick notes, a brazen band of stray alley cats ripping your tie off....
By his own admission, Miller had been late for training three times in the space of week, and, last season, he'd even managed to miss an entire training session because he got the start time wrong. Dur!
But, cried his representative, most of them had only been by a matter of minutes and, of course, it isn't his fault if the traffic is bad, three times in a week. Boo hoo hoo. Sniff. Roy is just being a meanie and a bully, it's not my fault, it's not, sniff, I didn't do anything wrong.
Okay, so Roy's reaction was pretty extreme, but why is it that every other member of the squad manages to get to training on time, bad traffic or not?
Why is it that Miller did not realise he had to leave more time for his journey if traffic was bad? Wy didn't he just get up half an hour earlier? Why didn't he just do as he was told? At 27, he doesn't even have the excuse of youth on his side.
And why didn't he just take his punishment, get his head down and hope to prove to his manager that he will be more professional in the future rather than get his agent to whine about it?!
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