A VIEW FROM THE FORT By Jim Dow
A lot of football managers are on airplanes at the moment. Some are scouting (yes, managers do scout albeit after an actual scout has located the object of desire), some are going to the sun to chill and others have been recently flying home from heart-wrenching defeats.
In the latter category both Bob Bradley settling into his first class seat (hopefully, Sunil?) and Stevie Nicol being squashed into a chicken class coop could be forgiven for being lost in private thoughts as to what might have been and what might be.
Each manager took long flights home recently with plenty of time to brood, one back to the States after a gut wrenching loss to a team that should have been beaten. The other back to Beantown after yet another shellacking in Salt Lake in what is turning out to be a season of weekly embarrassments, some of which, like his counterpart, are not entirely of his own making.