Dowie bites the dust again. But this time I'm not happy about it!

So, after 12 games into the season, the money men at QPR have already become unsatisfied with their first manager, Iain Dowie.

The misfit manager was sacked hours before his team were due to face Reading, as he left his fifth club in six years.

The puzzling thing about his exit, though, is that QPR were one point away from the playoffs as they were in a comfortable ninth position at the time of his departure.

When Formula One tycoon, Flavio Briartore led the Italian revolution at Loftus Road last summer, eyebrows were raised at the appointment of Dowie, renowned as being a ‘graft’ manager, not one for Italian flair.

Rumours quickly mounted that the manager had been put in place purely to push QPR out of the Championship, as he had previously been successful with my team, Crystal Palace. Once they had conquered this tricky league, there was a clause in his contract which allowed the club to give him a pay off and send him on his way, ready for a higher profile boss to come in and take the reigns.

Obviously, as a Palace fan I was fairly unhappy about Iain Dowie’s deceitful move to rivals Charlton, and, it has to be said, delighted at his subsequent departure.

But this is another example of the money men emerging from oversees and having a negative effect on the British game. Young managers and players are never going to get a chance whilst foreign imports are brought in with a blank cheque book.

Until today I had never been against the flood of oversees personnel in the game, as it has arguably made English football the most exciting and impressive in the world.

However, whatever your opinion on Iain Dowie, he is a young manager, and has had his reputation tarnished by a group of foreign investors, with whom he could never have done enough so stop the axe.

From a fans perspective, going up under Dowie, grafting away with Championship level players, would be a great achievement and one heck of a roller coaster ride.

Seeing your enthusiastic manager with a (probably) international level gaffer, who is likely to provide a wooden season sitting at the top of the league, is less likely to inspire.

Of course, no one will turn down a swift return to the Premiership, you’d need your head examining if you did.

But, as someone who was at the Millennium Stadium to witness a dramatic play off final win against our London rivals, West Ham, I can tell you for free that there’s no more intense a feeling than knowing your minutes away from having it all taken away from you, or reaching footballing heaven.

For now, I’m happy with having Neil Warnock at the helm of the good ship Crystal Palace.

But if we encounter a similar fate to that of QPR, I’ll be off to sip Bovril on the terraces of Aldershot Town.