AFTER a summer of frenzied activity, football agents have returned to their slumber on huge piles of money.
Immediately after the transfer window closed, the agents spread their black leathery wings and took flight to warmer climes where they will remain in their underground cave homes until January.
Agent-watcher Tom Booker said: Its quite amazing to observe the migration patterns of the agent.
As soon as the football season ends, the flock arrives. For several weeks they will circle big-name players and clubs excitedly with their distinctive call of Harry Redknapp, Harry Redknapp.
Then, as soon as they have accumulated a sufficiently large heap of money to serve as bedding for their huge reptilian bodies, they head for the Caribbean before they are forced to actually watch a game of football.
Between now and January they will snooze atop piles of crisp twenties. If theyre woken out of season, theyll force you to take Niko Kranjcar or Danny Gabbidon on loan.
Despite agents being widely regarded as a pest, their mating ritual of buying champagne for tables of promiscuous women in vile London clubs remains extremely effective.