Can't buy me love

It feels as if the end is approaching, as Ange wades into the ‘Well, if you want to call me a liar?!’ routine with some gusto.

So witless is our press pack, of course, that nobody’s had the guts to challenge him on how the players came to be injured.

Exercising the low animal cunning we’re now used to, Angelos has shaped the debate into ‘Are they injure…