19 September ~ A campaign to sack manager Steve Kean led by two Blackburn Rovers internet message boards generated a lot of local publicity but produced a protest of around only 250 supporters before Saturday's game against Arsenal. The low numbers could be put down to apathy or Lancashire's monsoon conditions but it might just be that the silent majority of supporters want to give the man time now he has brought in several of his own players.
Kean has failed to shake off the perception he only got the job through his links to the Kentaro agency, which initially advised the owners Venky's after their takeover. Meanwhile his reality-bending post-match interviews make even the most sympathetic supporters regularly question his sanity.
He hasn't done himself any favours playing along with ridiculous Venky's statements regarding big transfer funds, pretensions to Champions League qualification and links with David Beckham, Raul and Ronaldinho. His claim the protest only represented one per cent of the crowd leaving 99 per cent happy with him is equally as daft with most fans simply prepared to see things develop.
Just as silly was Kean's declaration that the 4-3 defeat of Arsenal represented a better reflection of team performances this season, as it could easily have ended with the Gunners scoring six, so porous was the defence. Kean's habit of flying to India every fortnight when a conference call would afford him the same opportunity to grovel to the owners also doesn't help his image among sceptical supporters.
Recent matches against Fulham and Everton have shown signs of improvement with a more cohesive side occasionally playing attractive football, while some of the new signings seem to be paying off with Yakubu scoring twice on his debut and Scott Dann fitting in well at the back.
Sensible supporters don't want the upheaval of another sacking and most wonder who would be willing to replace Kean in the present circumstances where rumours constantly circulate about instability at Ewood Park under the new regime. The club needs a boring period of mid-table obscurity where the current manager is given time to bed new players within a team moulded in his own image and without outrageous links to ageing superstars or supersized South Americans with Che Guevara tattoos. Bruce Wilkinson