Everything’s content. 

But nobody’s content.

As the dystopian ‘football without end’ that George Orwell predicted grinds on through the summer, the understanding is that David Moyes and Angus Kinnear are poised like Arne-clad transfer-panthers, ready to spring into action on the P of PSR period at the start of July.

A new right-back is a high priority, believe it or not, and while Kyle Walker was one of several Manchester City cast-offs we’ve been linked with – they really are the new United – it looks like a move for Fulham’s Kenny Tete is more likely now.

Fun fact, the Dutch international prefers to be called by his full first name, Kenneth, and his surname doesn’t sound like ‘jetty’, it in fact rhymes with ‘feet’.

So give a big Hill-Dickinson welcome…

Just going off topic slightly, for all you ‘music heads’, listen out for a reworking of an 80s gay dance anthem. It’s called Fat Stripper by Man 2 Man Meets Mounjaro.

Mark my words, it’a going to be the sound of the summer.

Going back to City for a moment, and the stories linking us with various out-of-favour types on  stupid money. They’ve brought in a fella called Ryan Cherki. Apparently Pep Guardiola wanted to sign his brother as well, just so he could refer to them in press conferences as the Cherki Boys.

But it turns out his brother does Amazon deliveries and wears a built up shoe. 

He’s a case that Pep.

City, along with a few others, are linked to striker Hugo Ekitike. We were also apparently ‘monitoring’ him ages ago too. Fair play to whoever eventually does land the Frenchman, just for the opportunity to sing ‘Eki, Eki, Eki, Ekiteke’.

There are a fair amount of outgoings too, with Michael Keane linked to Championship newcomers Wrexham. You can just picture them introducing him on the documentary, sat wearing a beige Represent hoody that matches his dining room, and talking about his ‘journey’. Seriously, is there any compo-faced type in South Wales, on tablets for their nerves, who hasn’t featured on that wearing a Paul Mullen shirt by now?

Fair play to Keane, wherever he ends up. With his goals alone he’s probably played a bigger part than most in keeping Everton in the top division over the last few seasons. The one against Tottenham is one of the best strikes ever to grace Goodison Park. However, he always seemed to suffer just because of how he looks when he gets turned by an attacker.

It’s the footballing equivalent of Ed Miliband eating that butty.

Finally, they say there’s no ‘I’ in team? 

But what about Ipswich?