It is a given that many in the Stenography Corps long for the departure of Brendan Rodgers from his current position.
Since he has arrived at Celtic he has delivered all six domestic trophies that were there to be won; an Invincible Treble and then a Double Treble.
However, if any of the press pack had an interest in journalism, they would want this guy to stick around.
As well as being polite, gracious and knowledgeable he will use the media when it suits his purposes.
In successive weeks he has used pre-match comments to get his dig into the guys in the boardroom.
We have had “bloated squad” and then an even more damning observation at the weekend.
“We stood still”.
In characterising the summer transfer activity thus he has teed it up very nicely for the January window.
He has put it out there that Brendan expects.
I reckon the Brits should ask him the handle the Brexit negotiations!
He certainly knows how to lay the groundwork for a serious sit-down.
As reported here recently he has been authorised to have a busy January with as many as eight out the door with three coming in.
I would wager that one of that trio will have to be a striker.
At the moment if Leigh Griffiths is indeed “ill” then Celtic have only one recognised Number 9.
That is particularly galling given the “bloated squad” comments from Rodgers.
On Saturday Brendan’s men clicked through the gears as they had done at Perth before the international break.
Hibs are a much tougher proposition than Tommy Wright’s charges and breached the Celtic defence twice.
However, the home side could easily have scored seven or eight as the woodwork took a battering.
Filip Benković strolled through the game.
It would be a fine piece of business if Leicester City could be tempted with a swap plus cash deal in January involving Dedryck Boyata.
I know that Celtic have tried on that one.
Fair play if they can pull it off.
Of course, there is little chance of you reading any of that in the local media.
It is self-evident that most of the Fitba Fourth estate is operating on high-Level instructions.
Impossibly optimistic good news stories apropos Sevco and worrying headlines about Celtic are the order of the day.
As these titles circle the circulation drain, they appear to be locked in a suicide pact with the Ibrox brand.
One day journalism might break out on Planet Fitba.
That would be nice.