I don't particularly have too much of a problem with what he did.
What makes pilchard so special is the fact every decision he's made since that eventful day has (professionally) been an unmitigating clusterf**k, while the Albion's trajectory has been the polar opposite.
The unbridled joy this little twerps career has given me, far, FAR, outweighs anything he could have done on the pitch had he not trundled further round the M25 and headed south at Crawley.