Castleford are not going to offer Dwaine Chambers a permanent contract.
For the last month, the Wheldon Road spin machine has been in overdrive, with the national press developing a fleeting obsession with the disgraced sprinter's new 'career'.
Would he play? Wouldn't he play? And, when he finally did play - in that 'specially' arranged fundraiser, sorry, friendly against York - at least one newspaper carried a blow-by-blow account of his every touch.
'Circus' was the word that sprang readily to mind.
In the end, of course, Cas did what everyone with an iota of rugby league knowledge knew they were going to do and pulled the plugged on the deal.
Chambers is clearly the fastest thing on two legs, but there is a lot more to rugby league than out and out speed.
And trying to teach a 30-year-old, especially one demanding £60k a season, the finer nuances of the game before the ravages of time catch up with him was a rather obvious non-starter.
Cas made one final song and dance over the weekend about getting together a 'sponsorship' package to bankroll Chambers' signing and then performed their predictable U-turn on Monday morning.
We still might not have heard the last of Chambers, of course, with his agent-cum-radio commentator Ron Hill - who incidentally was the man at the centre of the Sam Hoare fiasco between Halifax and Doncaster last year - still talking up his chances of securing a deal outside Super League.
"It has to be full time though," opined Ron. Over to you, Salford and Widnes.
As for Cas, utterly embarrassed by arch rivals Wakefield in Cardiff last weekend, they are exploring other avenues in their attempts to scramble away from the Super League wooden spoon.
As of next week, Wheldon Road will be known as the 'Big Top', while Ron the ringmaster has apparently persuaded them to give short term deals to an Australian bearded lady with a British grandmother and a troop of performing dwarves who have been starring on the local rugby union circuit.

FOOTBALL pundits have talked a lot over the last few years about the 'Golden Generation' of England internationals.
And I'm beginning to believe that English rugby league might be about to unleash a similarly rich seam of talent.
Without wanting to sound like Sky's Eddie Hemmings - copyright "Look at all these great youngsters, Stevo" - there are some genuinely special players emerging at the moment.
The likes of James Roby, James Graham and Sam Burgess have all been around for a couple of years, despite the fact they are barely old enough to shave.
Then this season, Kyle Eastmond has danced onto the scene at St Helens, Kevin Penny is doing great things on the wing at Warrington and Leeds have unleashed another brilliant teenager in young centre Kallum Watkins.
The Kangaroos won't be quaking in their boots just yet. But perhaps they should be getting mildly concerned.