According to the Watford Observer, the coup that led to the resignation of Watford chairman Graham Simpson this morning was put in motion by a company called Valley Grown Salads. We are a long way from the days of the Roman Empire.
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by Brian Phillips · December 1, 2008
For what it’s worth, Valley Grown Salads is the company of ousted Watford directors Jimmy and Vince Russo. According to their website, the heart of their business is the “Three P’s”: Product, Performance, and Passion, which enable them to excel in their handling of the unspoken fourth P, Produce. Apparently they didn’t see these qualities in the Graham Simpson regime, and, relying on the same vision that has enabled them to leverage strong supply-chain relationships and a dedicated grower base into a competitive advantage in the fresh produce industry, they ringed around him like the Praetorian Guard and did what they had to do.
Elton John used to own Watford.
Contest: Which Elton John song best expresses the feeling of being ousted from power by a salad company?
Is Rocket man too obvious?
Standing ovation for mafu…
May I ask, what is the picture at the top of the main page this week? Its eyes follow me around the room.
I’d like to think it’s what happened in mafu’s mind the second before he wrote his comment.
However, it’s also a heavily blown-up and desaturated picture of a tiny desktop sheep lamp wearing custom-fitted goggles.
A tragedy told through Elton John song titles (“Sad Songs”/”I’ve Seen that Movie too”):
Jimmy and Vince: “Madmen across the water.” “Empty Garden”. “Burn down the Mission!” “Take me to the Pilot!”
Simpson: “Don’t be breaking my heart.” “Grow some funk of your own!”
Jimmy and Vince: “I guess that’s why they call it the blues” (Oh wait a minute that’s Chelsea. Dammit, that’s who we thought we were taking over).
Simpson: “I must have lost it on the wind”. “Goodbye yellow brick road”, “My fathers gun”, “I feel like a bullet”, “Where to now St. Peter?” “Saturday Nights alright for fighting” “Take me to the Pilot”.
Shots are fired. Bodies fall.
“Sorry seems to be the hardest word.” “Funeral for a friend”. “Sad Songs”