But a few Tarn players Instagrams tell me they might not be as distraught as could be imagined about the head coach leaving.
I'm doing fine, me, without the bird who just dumped me. Going out at night now. Look, I think I've even lost a bit of weight. Better off without her, I reckon. Nah, I don't miss her. In reality, I'm wrapped around the table-leg, crying, with a bottle of vodka in one hand and her photo in the other. Right?