Victor Rotta Chase's Departure From the Club in June

It was Victor Rotta Chase, Hoecky to Greece, was it? Was it Greece? He was on holiday. And probably never a good sign, being like, oh, boss, what? Come on, guys. What are you doing here? Oh, no. Can I work worse? Why don't you just ring me? Now you're here. If I was going to be sacked on holiday, I would rather have phone call when I was one turn up. It's easy done before you know it. You've dragged the name of the club through some mud. But then it was kind of all forgotten, because come in the middle of June, and we pivot