Seems to me it's time to help the poor lad out. Week after (every other) week he feels the need to describe benchwarming in the same terms. For God's sake, there are another dozen plus doses of this. It's like a lifer's diary. Issue 23 is liable to involve slit wrists. We are here to help. Instead of bearing witness to a long lingering death (O Lord why hast thou forsaken me etc.) and of course subject to a Lazarus like reappearance in the back four, perhaps he could be encouraged to fill his notes with something either cheerful or interesting, or both. Like: What does Mossto think of English food? If he eats it, and if he doesn't, where's the nearest Peruvian takeaway? And can he play the Pan Pipes? Does Ferenczi mourn the long past Hungarian partition? Are Muller's family fans of The Sound of Music? Does Kozluk both ways before crossing the road? What does Christensen think of supermarket bacon? Has Homoet been asked to go on a Gay Pride march?And what was it that the homo et anyway? Where Devaney's caravan is located etc. Anything but more cut and paste from programme 1. Unless it turns into a slow burning tragedy, where in programme 9 he proclaims further smouldering ambition, and by programme 15 he's decided upon the weapon, which leaves him to advise as to the fatal attack upon S.D. in programme 23 (subject to playoffs), then the solution is obvious, and best for all concerned. Transfer.
I must say... I agree, it's become very painful and repetitive to read, and I feel sorry for Paul having to go through it every game. Would make much more sense for Howie to be doing it.
RE: I must say... Perhaps you could ghostwrite it for him. You couldn't have a better start than "how I swore at hundreds from the Town Hall balcony"