He drags out his pay checks while near destroying the club, like his brother.I feel bad for C Scott. Fancy slaving your guts out for a club for a decade, the Board look at your performances, and say "...you know what you need? A bit more Ross Lyon". Its like someone went to a prima ballerina and said "maybe this clapped-out whore can give you some pointers?"
****ing devastating, how does he come back from this?