There’s particular parallels with Leeds. They serve as gutting reminders of what might have been if we’d kept our house in order. Facing similar administration issues, relegated together in 2004, and competing together in the championship, league one, and then the championship again — it’s a sad, slightly pathetic comfort, but nevertheless it feels like Leeds have a particularly strong claim to the “what if it were us?” Leicester question.

From the grounded questions, such as selling Kasper Schmeichel in 2011, to the more fantastical — such as wondering if we’d actually have been in a position to land the LMA Manager Of The Season instead of Uwe Rosler last summer, given him and his agent were unsuccessful “when sounding out Championship clubs”. A few years ago, might have we been in a position to sign Danny Drinkwater? Or Wes Morgan?

Such questions are, of course, quite ridiculous, and aided by hindsight — they could facetiously be rephrased “why didn’t we think to sign the entire XI of the most unfancied winners in the history of sport?”, and it ignores that while in terms of transfer fees and wage bill what Leicester did in the top flight was genuinely remarkable, it would be disingenuous to claim their Championship promotion wasn’t a result of their fiscal superiority.

Leeds haven’t had that kind of investment in the second tier, and it would be arrogant to suggest we have any right to it. With ownership, it’s the luck of the draw and unfortunately for Leeds, there hasn’t been a sugar daddy to stump up the cash.

What they do have a right to, as does any club, is ownership of integrity and competence. From Ridsdale’s vanity, to the crookedness of Bates, the cowboy regime of GFH up to the Massimo Cellino circus, Leeds United have been sold down the river.

What could’ve been?; Players who have played in the top flight from the 2010–2011 squad — Adam Clayton, Jonny Howson, Max Gradel, Kasper Schmeichel, Robert Snodgrass, Bradley Johnson, Alex Bruce.

The club has now tolerated five consecutive midtable Championship finishes. Aside from briefly flirting with relegation, it is now six years that Leeds have played a league game where it’s felt like anything is at stake. You’ll be hard pressed to find a club in the country with that kind of record — despite the ongoing circus behind the scenes, the club remains consistently stale, with no indication of moving forward.

With transfer funds reinvested shrewdly, some common sense behind the scenes, and just a bit of positive momentum and ambition, Leeds could be a lot closer to where they want to be. The club hasn’t demonstrated that, and the considerable amount of talent that has been at the club during this time has understandably left.

During this decade, the amount of players that have left Leeds to play at a higher level is stupefying. Kasper Schmeichel has just played every minute of a title-winning Premier League campaign; Fabian Delph was recently on the bench for a European Cup Semi-Final; Robert Snodgrass, Bradley Johnson and Jonny Howson have consecutively won Norwich’s player of the season; Adam Clayton has just been promoted with Middlesbrough; Max Gradel shone in Ligue 1 and is now playing Premier League football with Bournemouth; Tom Lees will be playing in this season’s play-off final. Luciano Becchio left Leeds as Championship top-scorer in a bizarre deal that benefited nobody. Ross McCormack has comfortably outscored the strikers we replaced him with, in a worse side. Sam Byram left for West Ham, and could be be the first of an exciting homegrown generation of players — Lewis Cook, Charlie Taylor, Alex Mowatt alongside him — to go as the club dwindles aimlessly. How many of those players would have moved on if we demonstrated moving in the right direction?

As much as it’s a nice daydream, the Leicester City parable isn’t one to give any club lofty ambitions of the league title, but a reminder of where a club could be with even a half of their nous.