We do not tolerate failure, Mr Bond... er, I mean Dyer....

Chris Dyer, the man who made the call that left Monobrow stuck behind Petrov in Abu Dhabi, and thus caused the grumpy Spanish one to miss out of the title, has been (how best to put this?) 'repositioned' at Ferrari.

In other words, it was decided that heads must roll, and his was the most obvious one. Bit harsh really - the first half of the year saw the Prancing Horse fly out of the gate only to subsequently stop for a munch of grass and a quick snooze. Some poor decisions, mistakes and Nando trying a bit too hard meant they were well and truly behind by mid-season, when they finally looked up and realised all the other teams had buggered off and left them there. They certainly turned it around brilliantly in the second half of the season, but those multitudinous early balls-ups were to blame, not one poor decision by Dyer.

Still, it's a cruel world eh? So Pat Fry gets to have a go instead. Out with the Dyer-panning, and into the Fry. Er....

(Choons tonight courtesy of 80's pop-monkey Howard Jones's 84 album "Human's Lib". Hope you find it....)

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