Mind, calling Leicester's league title a miracle should be made illegal.
We know that if a team has a goalkeeper who makes big saves and a prolific striker, that team can be competitive pretty much every time it takes the field. We know that a strong central midfield covers a lot of weaknesses. We know that two well-drilled banks of bodies can amount to a stronger unit than their individual capacities. We know that if referees give an average defender an exceptional amount of leeway (possibly driven by an unconscious sympathy for seeing his team pull off a remarkable success), that defender's job becomes easier. We know that in modern football, there's so much money available that sometimes people become so addicted to spending big they let a fine player slip through their fingers for relative peanuts.
We know that middling players, coaches or teams can raise their performance beyond their typical level for a spell. We know top players, coaches or teams can lose their way for a spell. We know that football isn't played on paper but grass, and that every game begins 0-0 regardless of the reputations on either side. We know that even if you're not as strong as the top six, you still need play another 26 games against the anonymous dross. Which is 78 points up for grabs. We know that if a team can hit 76 points, they've reached a tally that has in the past won the EPL title.
All of the above fed into Leicester winning the league. By no means did I forsee it- dumb luck prevented me posting my prediction for the 2015/16 season, which would have been that the Foxes were certs for relegation, in no small part because they'd appointed a coach who was finished! You see, I claim merely to be one of the greatest minds who has ever lived, not infallibility.
Something else I scoffed at was in the summer of 2014 when Leicester proclaimed their five year plan to qualify for the Champions League. In hindsight, that is the first sight of the audacity that refused to cash in on Vardy or Mahrez in January 2016, preferring to play their cards to the end. No doubt a few other clubs have made equally lofty announcements and fallen dismally short- Portsmouth for example. But note that they won silverware too.
It's easy to chase a dream and screw up, but it's impossible to aspire to nothing and reach the zenith. Leicester tried, did a lot of things right, and hit the jackpot. It's unlikely to happen again for a long time, but if we (rightly in my book) lambast the pitiably narrow ambitions of so many EPL clubs these days, we shouldn't short-change a club that reached for the stars and grasped them with the vague word, 'miracle'.
Mike Ashley described Leicester winning the league as 'impossible'. I rest my case.