At the end of the day, he's gone in there, he's set out his stall and at the end of the day, he's always admired the club and we can still win the league. Oh Glenn, you are so wise, for thou have spoken and your words are wise.
If there was ever proof that Hoddle's career is over and that no proper club will ever touch him again, then it's his appointment as Wolves manager. They're a good club, but they're in the grip of an insanely unrealistic drive to get to the Premiership. My prediction is that (as always) Hoddle will last roughly 18 months, then "quit" amid contorversial circumstances, leaving behind a cloud of bitter disappointment, an unwarranted sense of unfulfilled potential and an overwhelming sense of pseudo new-age, neo-christian, ham-spiritualist smugness which could be described at best as supreme ignorance, and at worst insane bigotry.
Hoddle has demonstrated again and again his total lack of man-management skills, something which seems to be stem from his deep rooted beliefs: beliefs which seem to have won him no empathy among ... well just about anyone he's ever met. His answer is to try to persuade them to talk to his Spiritual Guide, Eileen Drury. If you stop to think about this even for a minute, you realise just how insane this really is. This is a man who, for a short while, was England manager, so let's consider ourselves lucky he's not our president.
After all is said and done, I wish both Wolves and Hoddle well and I would not be displeased to see myself proved wrong about all this. I wish I could say it was going to work out, but I really don't think it will.