How can a man go from such flat-capped glory to the dunce-hat depths of making Savo Milosevic look like a world beater? Wilko said he was emotionally disembowelled after the meek 3-0 surrender to an average Aston Villa side in Leeds' first Wembley final since Sunderland in 73. That was a posh way of saying gutted. We were grateful but he had to go.