The great Barney Ronay has penned yet another riotously entertaining piece, this time on Thierry Henry's now well ventilated shortcomings as a pundit.
Offaly's man in the Guardian and a witty writer to boot, Barry Glendenning once compared Ronay to PG Wodehouse. It was a fitting comparison.
In the course of his lament for the pundit Henry, he pointed out that every few months there is always one whipping boy whose attempts at football punditry provoke howls of rage on the internet.
We know the names. Michael Owen, Andy Townsend and Phil Neville have all trended on twitter for reasons which they themselves may not wish to investigate.
Ronay references the unfortunate case of Niall Quinn. His description of the maligned Quinny's punditry style is one to take delight in.
The very decent Niall Quinn who, during his TV appearances, looks increasingly like a corrupt policeman falsifying evidence in front of a local authority subcommittee...
Elsewhere in the article, he spoke about the proliferation of leaden football pundits drawn from the ranks of former professionals.
There is already plenty of bad punditry about, sometimes from jobbing newspaper journalists (written from shame-faced personal experience), and more often from retired footballers who in a previous life might simply have moved into being bad pub landlords or bad insurance salesmen, but who now have the opportunity to become bad journalists or bad broadcasters.
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