Over the last couple of days you will have seen your news aggregators piling up with stories about Neil Lennon.
You are not imagining things.
He is back in the news, and in a big way.
The media might have pulled apart a single interview and tried to get a headline on each individual line – the work of lazy journalists and no mistake – but he certainly does have plenty to say.
And I rejoice in this. Because if Neil Lennon ever decides that his managerial career isn’t going to deliver for him – and it’s not, and there’s no shame in that – he has a big future in punditry and he can basically write his own ticket.
Neil Lennon would be our very own Kris Boyd and I mean that in the best possible way.
He has ten thousand times Boyd’s intelligence and ability to analyse the sport, but he would wear his heart on his sleeve doing it and he would not accept, for one minute, any of his fellow pundits giving stock answers to questions, or failing to comment on bile from the stands or accept those who try to make Kent and the like sound like good players.
Lennon would tell it straight and tell it true, and I would love to see him doing that for a living instead of floundering on the touchline. He has the personality for it, and the wit for it and the intelligence for it. His no-nonsense manner would make waves and stir controversy and he would love nothing more. He’s never hidden away from it.
He would swiftly be banned from commentating at Ibrox.
I expect he’d love that too, and he’d deal with in a very different manner from Chris Sutton, because he would challenge it and demand that it be overturned and he’d use it to rock the boat.
You can tell that this is an exciting prospect, right?
And it is. I hope that our former boss is considering it because his very presence in those studios and on those radio shows would elevate the level of discourse. And the Peepul would do their nuts.