Fruit loops What do Sol Campbell and Paul Scally have in common? The answer is that they both live in a very strange universe albeit one is in a caravan and the other in a flippin' huge mock-tudor mansion. Sol's disappearance from Notts County doesn't have appeared to elicited much media attention, probably because football writers all know he is as nutty as a fruitcake.

After Sol left Tottenham for Arsenal in the summer of 2001 I bumped into him holed up in a hotel in Italy, allegedly with a friend. We had a very brief hello and he looked stunned when I recognised him. To be fair without my lenses in a huge giant of a black man stood out amongst lots of little Italian hotel workers.

Sol is said to have a very fragile psychology and one can only wonder at what changes in just a few week's after signing a five-year contract in a blaze of glory and cash but then giving it up after 90 minutes at Morecambe? One thing is for sure that other fruit loop Sven-Goran Erikkson will not be able to work it out.

Then there is that small chap called Paul Scally. Now I am not looking to rattle any caravans but his recent spurious outburst against Phil Parkinson has only appeared to have made the hole he is shovelling bigger. Parkinson hit back today when asked about it by the media:

"For us to be called unprofessional is something I imagine most supporters would be reading and just having a chuckle to themselves because I think it is quite clear where the unprofessionalism has taken place." (more)

My view is that we should now move on and take it onto the pitch when we meet them in October and just let the leprechaun continue to make an arse of himself.

Parkinson meanwhile played down the apparent half-time kerfuffle at Carrow Road between what he said were members of staff. Hopefully nothing comes from the FA enquiry. There are a few knocks amongst the starting XI for Saturday, anyone else shudder at the thought of physio Steve Allen clicking Deon Burton's broken nose back into place on the pitch Saturday?  ¶ 13:20