Oh, fully agree. Mudryk would have to be an idiot to be happy about his career trajectory being decided by a bunch of war propaganda and a moronic, rich American, and the luck of the draw having thrust him into Chelsea as the overpriced pocket lint of an embattled behavioral psychology and "leadership" nerd in Potter, who looks like a dead man walking but will ignore him every second until he's actually axed.
Old mate Nelson must be happy about it though! Mudryk probably would've been stinking up his minutes on the weekend if he were around.
