IF YOU COULD PERSONIFY THE seemingly boundless energy that pulses through the Leicester City squad, a male in midlife crisis would suffice nicely, especially since some of its members are fast approaching that particular crossroads. For a glorious hour at the Walkers Stadium on Saturday the Leicester players, fuelled by pride on their return to the Barclaycard Premiership, stuck meticulously to routine, applying the basic disciplines that have guided their careers.
Then, without warning, the principles of a lifetime were discarded, traded in for garish leathers and a Suzuki 850 and a white-knuckle ride up the A6 to Matlock Spa for a meeting with their motorcycling chums. How often Leicester lapse and stray beyond their normal boundaries will be crucial because once that phenomenal workrate