With disasters such as Hillsborough still fresh in the memory, although not because of the safe standing debate, trialling safe standing sections appears to be something that authorities in the UK will be reluctant to approve.
If there was one club that summed up how farcical the situation has become in recent years then it would be Blackburn Rovers.
A competition that once played host to historic, esteemed, huge clubs from across the continent, showcasing a fantastic standard of competitive football with fans creating an atmosphere to match is now being sold as the attractive Champions League's ugly, fat friend.
Outgoing interim manager Rafael Benitez may have led Chelsea to Europa League glory and a top-three finish in the Premier League this season - but suggestions the Spaniard has had a successful reign at Stamford Bridge are wide of the mark.
With extra money coming into the club from their lucrative deal with Puma, funds freed up from their deal with Emirates, not to mention increased TV revenue and the likely departure of a certain meerkat-a-like, it could be time for one last hurrah.
So what's the cause of this sudden groundswell of exciting Belgian talent? Nowadays on this small island, of course, you can't fall through a turnstile or click on a television set without catching sight of one of their gifted number; a ubiquitous phenomenon exclusive to no region.
Amidst the drama and contrasting emotions of the final day of the Championship season, a curious antithesis between eventually promoted Hull City and play-off bound Watford became apparent.
Roberto Mancini's sacking, is one of the most absurd I've seen in a long time. Ok, so he had money, but that doesn't airbrush over the enormity of his achievements. Before Mancini, City had not won a major trophy in 35 years. By the end of his third season, they had won three.
It's not good enough, though, for these clubs simply survive. Despite both having had relegations in their recent history, they should be well-established Premier League clubs. They now need to make sure this is a one-off, and the mistakes of this season are not repeated.
Ferguson has his place in the history of the game. He will serve as the biggest negative example of how to ruin the previously positive image of a historically-respected football club, making of them a byword for arrogance and the tendency to ride roughshod over the rules and conventions of the game.
The bottom line is that Liverpool at their peak - and it was a hell of a peak - typified all the values of football that some of us remember from a pre-Sky, pre-glitz, pre-greed age when it really was all about a ball. Now, it's all about money, and contracts, and egos, and snide bitching to the media if you don't get all your own way.
Second place and an FA Cup final (with potential win) has been deemed a bad year. We've lost the title of the champions that has led so many teams to up their game to beat us this season. Next season, with some fresh faces and the right mentality we can really take the title race back to them.
The ultimate encouragement for a player to come out, would probably be that there were sufficient other gay peers for it not to be such an issue, or at least enough to be able to offer support. As it stands, that day seems a long way off. If the Premier League is to wait for its own Jason Collins, it may be waiting a very long time.
This season could well prove to be a fascinating crux in players behaving badly. As the stakes in terms of money are raised ever higher, poor disciplined players are going to become greater and greater risks, and with this inevitable stamp down (excuse the pun) on bad challenges, it could be that players turn to Twitter to vent their frustrations rather than seeking out retribution Roy Keane style.
The likes of Alan Shearer, Alan Hanson, Mark Lawrenson, Garth Crooks and Martin Keown do little to help the dwindling cause, providing about as much entertaining and well balanced analysis as you'd expect from a John Terry lecture in to the merits of celibacy.
Flash forward four months and the fabled 'Harry Houdini' effect has failed to materialise. With just five games remaining, QPR are, barring a minor miracle, relegated, now ten points adrift from safety. Some in the media are still not quite ready to let go of their beloved messiah.