By Chris Wright
You may remember a week or so back when a certain lithe striker pulled his ‘Where on Earth is Dimitar Berbatov?’ act, u-turning on a move to Fiorentina somewhere over the Adriatic sea in lieu of joining Fulham on transfer deadline day.
You may also remember that Fiorentina weren’t best pleased, using a club statement to deem Berba underserving of ‘their city and their shirt ‘ after paying through the nose for him and his agent, Emil Danchev, to fly business class from Manchester to Florence in order to bash out a contract.
Well, they want their money back. The Viola’s sporting director