Due to an agonising, drastically negative and ridiculously timed relegation to the depths of League One, quite a few Leicester City fans have enjoyed, or even unacknowledged to a certain extent, the decadian anniversary of unfathomably winning the Premier League title. And that is a monumental shame; with ultimate accountability resting with chairman Aiyawatt (Khun Top) Srivaddhanaprabha, chief football officer Jon Rudkin, head of senior recruitment Martyn Glover and the generally pathetic, contemporary LCFC squad!
If footballing issues were an offense - Rudkin and Top would be arrested immediately for crimes against sport. In all seriousness, change is required "from Top to bottom", as this outlet’s increasingly cited phrase (first used in May 2025) goes.
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But the floundering owner and his immortal right hand man wouldn't be the first Foxes to find themselves with the authorities, if the aforementioned hypothetical, comedic situation was realised. That is because on the famous day of Jamie Vardy's infamous house party, when LCFC were confirmed 2015/16 champions, Marc Albrighton and Ben Chilwell found themselves both at the police station.
The Police, featuring Leicester City's left flank
Though, contrary to what your imagination likely suggests, the pair's visit was innocuous. As a matter of fact, the City stars simply needed a police motorcade just to enter the party with the Vardy home swarmed by celebrating and boisterous Leicester fans.
"I got my parents to try drop me at Jamie Vardy's house and they had to drop me at the police station instead because there were too many fans outside his gate so I had to get a police escort in.Marc Albrighton - BBC Sport
"I remember getting to the station and Ben Chilwell was sat in the custody room, because he obviously had been told to do the same thing.
"Then we were both sat in the back of this police car driving through to Vards' house and you see all the fans banging on the the police car window and throwing scarves on the car.
"When stuff like that was happening, it's how I imagine celebrities feel."
​The juxtaposition of that celestial 2016 ascent against today's harrowing decay is jarring. Current leadership presides over a hollowed-out institution.
The memories of Albrighton and Chilwell seeking refuge behind blue lights serve as a poignant reminder of a time when the club's only 'misdeed' was defying the laws of probability. Moving forward, as the LCFC faithful navigate the bleak reality of the third tier, the echoes of that police escort resonate not as a tale of scandal, but as a ghost of lost greatness.
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