So, Wayne Rooney has had enough.
He's had enough of shagging a pair of prostitutes behind his wife's back. Enough of pissing up against a wall after a night on the booze. And enough of earning a paltry £100,000 a week. He also seems to have had enough of scoring goals for Manchester United and England.
Rooney, if Ferguson is to be believed, has been pining for a move since his disastrous performance at this Summer's World Cup. In the space of a few months, he has gone from wanting to be a Manchester United player for life, to wanting out as soon as possible.
Maybe he got chatting to Cristiano in South Africa. Or perhaps Carlos Tevez. Or maybe Colleen just needs more gold, frankincense and myrrh for baby Kai.
Whatever the argument, he obviously is greedy, has no loyalty to his teammates, and no respect for the fans who have cheered him since he arrived.
But in the current football climate: is greed really that bad?