On the contrary, Leicester chairman Vichai Srivaddhanaprabha and his fellow directors deserve at least a measure of gratitude for allowing a bully like Pearson to be perceived in his proper light. For if one cares to look beyond his team's stirring riposte last season, winning seven of their final nine games to stay up, one sees an arrogance and recidivism of sufficient gravity for ejecting him long ago.
First came the 'throttling' of Crystal Palace midfielder James McArthur, a thuggish act that divided the club's board so starkly that he was dismissed and reinstated in the space of two hours.
Then, in an outrageous slur upon flightless birds everywhere, he bizarrely derided one local journalist as an "ostrich". Naturally, given that many an audience with Pearson was an exercise in snarling one-upmanship - he labelled another reporter a "p---k" for posing a legitimate question, and told one of Leicester's own fans to "f--- off and die" - the word was not uttered affectionately. Image-wise for his employers, he was radioactively awful.