What started as a quiet morning for most was soon allievated – or tarnished – depending on which way you look at it, when the Telegraph reported West Brom have had an EIGHT million pound bid accepted for our Kenneth ‘Big Ken’ Zohore.

With just one goal in 20 last season and only hitting double figures once in his nine-year career, this reported fee for Zohore who, need I remind you, has one year left on his contract, was enough to send me into raptures. That’s a figure that’s on the Daniel Levy level of negotiation skills. That’s a figure enough to make you do a sudden head jerk, exclaiming a small but excited, “Wha?” and that’s a figure only reserved for an English player based on his current skill level.

I guess you know now that my morning was indeed allievated by this news. There’s no denying that Zohore has scored some absolute wonder goals for us and, at times, looked like he could be an outright nightmare for our oppontents. Unfortunately, the majority of his time was spent exhibiting himself as a poor man’s Jay Bothroyd.

Watching Big Ken for a large part of his time here was quite a frustrating affair simply because we know he’s capable of causing absolute carnage. Bearing his potential in mind, he’s been as useful for the most part as a concrete parachute. If Football Manager has any input here, Zohore should have won the Ballon d’Or by now, but he looks more likely to win the Johnstone’s Paint Trophy (I can’t bring myself to call it the EFL Trophy).

So where did it go wrong for Zohore?


It’s hard to think now that Zohore is one of the youngest players ever to play in the Champions League, after making his European debut for Copenhagen against Barcelona at the Nou Camp as a 16-year-old. Signed from Vincent Tan’s former Belgium club Kortrijk on loan, it took Zohore, as we know, a very long time to hit the mark. Warnock is known for getting the best out of his players and that’s exactly what he done with Zohore for that one season. It was like having a new signing, but he never reached that pinnacle for us again. Not even the season afterwards in the Championship managing, a mediocre nine goals. 

It’s hard to actually clinch what materialised with him last season. Before our Premier League campaign, a lot of us actually rated Zohore to be our starting striker, but that was soon made to be an embarrassed opinion. Warnock stated at one point that he couldn’t say how he really felt about Zohore, and stressed how Zohore had lost his hunger. Considering he had a chance to play on the world’s biggest stage, a lot of us resented Big Ken for this apparent loss of hunger because if he couldn’t get it then, how could we expect him to get it back in the league below?


It really is the hope that kills us, especially so when Zohore scored the winner in the dying embers of our away fixture at Southampton, famously exclaiming “I’m back” during his celebrations. What we didn’t realise was that he meant just for that game. For the rest of the season, he went into hibernation once more, leaving us frustrated for what is hopefully the last time.

Zohore will leave Cardiff with the most impressive stat being his father is the second cousin of Didier Drogba.