So it was a hoax. The cheque book coming out! I mean really!
The last time we paid for two players in one season was so far back it made the Doomsday Book.
We did however sign two players. Rob Stiener from Bradford City (via Q.P.R.) and Nick Henry from Sheffield United. We were also trying to sign a left winger from Crystal Palace but he decided to sign for a pub team in Tattersville instead. I really do hope he does well for them.
Also the Andy Tilson trial came to nothing but we’ve got an attacker and a midfielder in though and to say I’m happy would be an understatement. We now have a first team squad of 22 players which has to be the biggest we’ve had in many seasons. The fact that have a full week to bed into the team will also help matters.
Exciting times, eh!
Wed 24th March
Bristol City have recalled Colin Cramb at the end of his month with the mighty Reds so instead of plotting to get out of the second into the first he’ll be doing exactly the opposite.
Bristol City remember have a Swede called Benny as manager. The only other Benny’s I can recall are the hairy one out of ABBA and Benny from Crossroads. Either of these surely could have made a better fist of the Bristol City job though.
Big Ron offers John Gregory a swap deal that proposes Pierre Van Industrialaction move to Villa in direct exchange for the Ulrikakakakaka bashing stresshead. JG turns the offer down though. It has nothing to do with the fact that he doesn’t want to shift Collyless but more to do with the fact that the combined valuation of the deal comes to less than tuppence ha-penny and this fact would seriously damage the egos of many Vile fans.
A question - should today you be offered Andy Rammell, Stanley StressOut or Pierre VanHire which would you take? Exactly.
Bristol City remember have a Swede called Benny as manager. The only other Benny’s I can recall are the hairy one out of ABBA and Benny from Crossroads. Either of these surely could have made a better fist of the Bristol City job though.
Big Ron offers John Gregory a swap deal that proposes Pierre Van Industrialaction move to Villa in direct exchange for the Ulrikakakakaka bashing stresshead. JG turns the offer down though. It has nothing to do with the fact that he doesn’t want to shift Collyless but more to do with the fact that the combined valuation of the deal comes to less than tuppence ha-penny and this fact would seriously damage the egos of many Vile fans.
A question - should today you be offered Andy Rammell, Stanley StressOut or Pierre VanHire which would you take? Exactly.
Mon 22nd March
Transfer deadline day is Thursday and apparently the purse is open and the dust has been brushed off the cheque book. If the right player is available and we have to cough up a fee it looks like we’re prepared to do so. I think I need a lie down.
Sun 21st March
A very tired performance yesterday. No fixtures for a fortnight due to the cancellation of the Fulham game and the re-arrangement of the Preston fixture is probably a good thing. We looked very jaded and if used correctly the break should give us time to recharge batteries and prepare for the final 900 minutes of a magnificent season.
Sat 20th March - Bristol Rovers
Bristol Rovers at home looked a like one of the easier games left to play and at half time I had already added on another three points.
A first minute Rammell goal and a Cramb penalty had the mighty ones well in control of a game they should have gone on to win with ease. The fact that we didn’t was really disappointing and could well prove costly when we put the calculators down on the eighth evening in May.
It’s pretty certain that the sloppy goals frittered away in a desperately tired second half have set the alarm bells ringing again. To throw a two goal lead away, regain the lead and blow it again in the last minute will be a bitter pill to swallow and the way in which the final goal came means we’re trying to swallow cream crackers without water.
Injury time goals are bad enough but when it’s a rebound off your keepers clearance that goes straight in you get the feeling it wasn’t supposed to be your day.
On the scoring front Cramb nearly started a riot as in notching his first goal against his employers arch rivals he decided to let the Rovers fans know how pleased he was. The Rovers fans weren’t at all happy and it got a bit tasty for a while. Sanity soon prevailed though and the visiting fans soon returned to their tractors(or do I mean seats ?).
The proverbial pain in the arse that is Jamie Cureton bagged all three Rovers goals and his continual scoring against the good guys is really irritating me now. A modern day Keith Cassells.
A first minute Rammell goal and a Cramb penalty had the mighty ones well in control of a game they should have gone on to win with ease. The fact that we didn’t was really disappointing and could well prove costly when we put the calculators down on the eighth evening in May.
It’s pretty certain that the sloppy goals frittered away in a desperately tired second half have set the alarm bells ringing again. To throw a two goal lead away, regain the lead and blow it again in the last minute will be a bitter pill to swallow and the way in which the final goal came means we’re trying to swallow cream crackers without water.
Injury time goals are bad enough but when it’s a rebound off your keepers clearance that goes straight in you get the feeling it wasn’t supposed to be your day.
On the scoring front Cramb nearly started a riot as in notching his first goal against his employers arch rivals he decided to let the Rovers fans know how pleased he was. The Rovers fans weren’t at all happy and it got a bit tasty for a while. Sanity soon prevailed though and the visiting fans soon returned to their tractors(or do I mean seats ?).
The proverbial pain in the arse that is Jamie Cureton bagged all three Rovers goals and his continual scoring against the good guys is really irritating me now. A modern day Keith Cassells.
Fri 19th March
We welcome Bristol Rovers to Bescot tomorrow in the return fixture of possibly our bravest performance so far this term.
A 4 -1 drubbing at Fulham the week before meant that at five past three the following Saturday, 2 - 0 down, our season had arrived at it’s first crossroads. Somehow we won the game and in reality haven’t looked back since. Defeat at Bristol Rovers would have given our season the setback many of us expected but the boys have gone from strength to strength proving all the doubters, myself included, wrong.
With eleven games left and a healthy cushion between ourselves and seventh place it appears inconceivable that we miss out on the end of season shake up. Three wins should secure a play off berth and that has to be within our capabilities but the form of Preston and Man City is currently very impressive. The automatic spot is going to take some winning and currently I reckon we may need as many as 90 points.
A 4 -1 drubbing at Fulham the week before meant that at five past three the following Saturday, 2 - 0 down, our season had arrived at it’s first crossroads. Somehow we won the game and in reality haven’t looked back since. Defeat at Bristol Rovers would have given our season the setback many of us expected but the boys have gone from strength to strength proving all the doubters, myself included, wrong.
With eleven games left and a healthy cushion between ourselves and seventh place it appears inconceivable that we miss out on the end of season shake up. Three wins should secure a play off berth and that has to be within our capabilities but the form of Preston and Man City is currently very impressive. The automatic spot is going to take some winning and currently I reckon we may need as many as 90 points.
Thu 18th March
Rammell looks like he’s going to make the weekend so praise be the lord. Currently a Walsall without Andy Rammell is unimaginable. We missed him like hell on Tuesday and it may be a case of playing him through his injury until we get to May.
The transfer deadline is now a week away and there are signs of activity on the player front. Andy Tilson, a target of Uncle Ray’s before we signed Richard Green, is training with us alongside another couple of players. Now Ray was keen to get Tilson in August so there could well be movement on this one.
I suspect he'll be looking for two or three new bodies for the run in.
The transfer deadline is now a week away and there are signs of activity on the player front. Andy Tilson, a target of Uncle Ray’s before we signed Richard Green, is training with us alongside another couple of players. Now Ray was keen to get Tilson in August so there could well be movement on this one.
I suspect he'll be looking for two or three new bodies for the run in.
Wed 17th March
It finally sunk in at around 9:30 this morning.
I was OK until then but the realisation that the dream had again turned into a nightmare began to hit home. I wasn’t devastated this time but I still felt pretty numb. That penalty miss was, in the end, as expensive as they come and the one problem with cup football is that you can’t go out and put it right next Saturday.
On the positive side we now have eleven games and thirty three points to go at. Three wins would certainly see us in the play offs but following the latest WFC balls up we really ought to be aiming for automatic promotion. Maybe, just maybe, we lost the battle last night but our win on Saturday could prove to be the difference in winning the war.
Going for the play offs leaves a little too much to chance for a battle scarred Saddler.
I was OK until then but the realisation that the dream had again turned into a nightmare began to hit home. I wasn’t devastated this time but I still felt pretty numb. That penalty miss was, in the end, as expensive as they come and the one problem with cup football is that you can’t go out and put it right next Saturday.
On the positive side we now have eleven games and thirty three points to go at. Three wins would certainly see us in the play offs but following the latest WFC balls up we really ought to be aiming for automatic promotion. Maybe, just maybe, we lost the battle last night but our win on Saturday could prove to be the difference in winning the war.
Going for the play offs leaves a little too much to chance for a battle scarred Saddler.
Tue 16th March - Millwall
Fuck. Fuckety, fuckety, fuckety, fucking bollocks.
Fuck.
Where exactly do I start? How about we’ve done it again or it’s the bridesmaids dresses again then.
We saved the poorest performance of the season right until the moment we really didn’t need it and then produced it big time. Passes went astray all night we defended like the Pleck under 12 girls reserves and created bugger all. Brissett and Cramb were the front two with Wrack and Darko on the wings.
Millwall had done their homework and in ensuring they nullified Wrack and Cramb they were willing to concede ground to Darko and Brissett in the knowledge that the chances of damage from these two was limited. Their midfield plan was the same. Stop Keates and force our play to go through Pingu. He then either misplaced passes or tried one of those irritating dinks over the back four for their keeper to swallow up all night.
Up front they were mobile and continually made our back line turn. We’re clearly not the most mobile or pacy back line, hence the deep defending when we’re holding onto a one goal lead and Millwall took full advantage of this. Their front two never stood still and their general movement and pace was a constant menace. Had they had their shooting boots on then they would have had a hatful.
They eventually opened the scoring just after the half hour with probably their fourth real chance. Others had been wasted, blocked or well saved but our luck was going to run out at some stage and this was it. A quickly taken free kick caught us sleeping and the subsequent cross was finished off at the second attempt by Sadlier. That he decided to celebrate in front of the home fans by taking the piss out of us was unnecessary however and I really do hope that someone returns a similar favour to him one day.
Inevitably (albeit somewhat understandably) the Millwall fans also went over the top with the first of three pitch invasions. Basically any real chance we had of a trip to North London on April 18th evaporated with this moment and the smoke began to rise from the smouldering ashes of another Wembley fuck up. With two goals required for extra time let alone victory we were never in with a chance. Although if our equaliser had come in the 80th minute instead of the 90th then you wouldn’t have put your mortgage on the Lions holding out.
The problem was it did come in the 90th minute and with only one minute of added time left it was too little too late. For what it’s worth Siggy scored his first Walsall goal from a close range header.
Does anyone know the number for the Samaritans? Bridesmaids yet again.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Where exactly do I start? How about we’ve done it again or it’s the bridesmaids dresses again then.
We saved the poorest performance of the season right until the moment we really didn’t need it and then produced it big time. Passes went astray all night we defended like the Pleck under 12 girls reserves and created bugger all. Brissett and Cramb were the front two with Wrack and Darko on the wings.
Millwall had done their homework and in ensuring they nullified Wrack and Cramb they were willing to concede ground to Darko and Brissett in the knowledge that the chances of damage from these two was limited. Their midfield plan was the same. Stop Keates and force our play to go through Pingu. He then either misplaced passes or tried one of those irritating dinks over the back four for their keeper to swallow up all night.
Up front they were mobile and continually made our back line turn. We’re clearly not the most mobile or pacy back line, hence the deep defending when we’re holding onto a one goal lead and Millwall took full advantage of this. Their front two never stood still and their general movement and pace was a constant menace. Had they had their shooting boots on then they would have had a hatful.
They eventually opened the scoring just after the half hour with probably their fourth real chance. Others had been wasted, blocked or well saved but our luck was going to run out at some stage and this was it. A quickly taken free kick caught us sleeping and the subsequent cross was finished off at the second attempt by Sadlier. That he decided to celebrate in front of the home fans by taking the piss out of us was unnecessary however and I really do hope that someone returns a similar favour to him one day.
Inevitably (albeit somewhat understandably) the Millwall fans also went over the top with the first of three pitch invasions. Basically any real chance we had of a trip to North London on April 18th evaporated with this moment and the smoke began to rise from the smouldering ashes of another Wembley fuck up. With two goals required for extra time let alone victory we were never in with a chance. Although if our equaliser had come in the 80th minute instead of the 90th then you wouldn’t have put your mortgage on the Lions holding out.
The problem was it did come in the 90th minute and with only one minute of added time left it was too little too late. For what it’s worth Siggy scored his first Walsall goal from a close range header.
Does anyone know the number for the Samaritans? Bridesmaids yet again.
Fuck.
Mon 15th March
The news on Rammell is good but not that good. He will probably be back for the weekend but has no chance for tomorrow night. This is a boost for our league programme but at the same time a pisser for our hopes of making Wembley. Obviously Rambo gives the frontmen a focal point and apart from his goal and leadership qualities we’ll miss his presence in defence.
I’m not overly sure we have enough goals in the side to win the game by three or four goals so I reckon a clean sheet is essential and assuming they will come and defend their lead we should, if we don’t get sloppy, be capable of getting one. The nerves are OK and it’s eyes down and all to play for.
I’m not overly sure we have enough goals in the side to win the game by three or four goals so I reckon a clean sheet is essential and assuming they will come and defend their lead we should, if we don’t get sloppy, be capable of getting one. The nerves are OK and it’s eyes down and all to play for.
Sun 14th March
Concern is sweeping through our house as the forces of evil make their way into a play off position. They really have appeared from nowhere and have put a decent run together.
Villa on the other hand couldn’t manage to hold onto to a moderately sloppy steamer at the moment let alone a point as they go down to a last gasp goal at Tottenham and the slide continues. Shame really.
Villa on the other hand couldn’t manage to hold onto to a moderately sloppy steamer at the moment let alone a point as they go down to a last gasp goal at Tottenham and the slide continues. Shame really.
Sat 13th March - Millwall
Our second trip to New Cross in four days and another big game. This was clearly more low key for the home side as the crowd was about half of the Tuesday night fixture and substantially quieter.
This time we didn’t play at all well but we managed to take the spoils. Colin Cramb opened his Saddlers account, finding the net when no -one expected him to (a penalty), and doubling his and our tally following a woeful pass-back from the Millwall full back. We managed to donate another goal to the pissy defending association following a poor attempt to clear our lines after a corner bang on half time.
In the second half we rode our luck and escaped with the points as our new star defender Joey Woodwork came to the rescue with three or four last ditch clearances.
Captain for the day, in the absence of Neil Pointon, was Ian Roper. In twelve months the development of this lad is astonishing. At exactly this weekend a year ago he produced possibly the poorest performance of his career in an all round desperate 0 - 3 reverse at Grimsby. Twelve short months later he led his side onto the field. Well done Ropes.
This time we didn’t play at all well but we managed to take the spoils. Colin Cramb opened his Saddlers account, finding the net when no -one expected him to (a penalty), and doubling his and our tally following a woeful pass-back from the Millwall full back. We managed to donate another goal to the pissy defending association following a poor attempt to clear our lines after a corner bang on half time.
In the second half we rode our luck and escaped with the points as our new star defender Joey Woodwork came to the rescue with three or four last ditch clearances.
Captain for the day, in the absence of Neil Pointon, was Ian Roper. In twelve months the development of this lad is astonishing. At exactly this weekend a year ago he produced possibly the poorest performance of his career in an all round desperate 0 - 3 reverse at Grimsby. Twelve short months later he led his side onto the field. Well done Ropes.
Wed 10th March
Uncle Ray says he still fancies us to get through but he’s more concerned with the fitness of Andy Rammell. Not only is he doubtful for the next two parts of the Millwall trilogy but possibly a few weeks to come. Ouch.
Tue 9th March - Millwall
We lost. Not irreversibly, as has been the general rule up until now, but we still lost.
Hell we even managed to lose a goal off a poxy fucking corner inside the first five minutes. Now if there’s anything we have managed to learn under Uncle Ray’s guidance then it’s the ability to defend set pieces and to keep the first fifteen minutes of away games as tight as the proverbial duck’s arse.
Inevitably we had to change all that tonight. Fewer than 200 seconds had elapsed when a Millwall corner was headed in unchallenged from around the penalty spot. The home crowd were up for it well before this went in but after it they were baying for more. Visions of a wet Sunday afternoon in Cheshire appeared in my mind but to their credit the Saddlers weathered the oncoming storm. I’m not overly sure that the players knew how they did it but they did.
As the first half passes the crowd became less involved and the boys began to get the ball on the ground as pass it around as they can. Half time came and the deficit was still only one goal. A clean sheet in the second half would do but if we got a chance we needed to take it.
The chance was soon to come. A wonderful mazy run by Wrack, beating four or five Millwall players on the way through was crudely interrupted by Roberts in the home goal. Wrack had taken the ball around him and was about to prod the ball into an unguarded net when the goalkeeper recovered enough balance to remove his feet from underneath him.
A penalty, a red card for the offender no Millwall reserve keeper on the bench and thirty minutes still to play. The tie had it’s first defining moment. Well all these statements are correct with one exception. No red card. Not even a yellow card as the referee decided that a spot kick was punishment enough. Quite when the official received clearance to ignore the basic laws of football I’m not sure but ignore them he did. Yeah, rules are meant to be broken but there are no rules in football. There are only laws and the law is the law.
I can honestly say I've never felt more cheated by a referee’s decision. This was like violation. He had no right to interpret the law as he saw fit. A professional foul is a red card offence. No arguments, no grey areas, no second chance and no doubt about it. Now either he bottled it under pressure from the home crowd or he made what he though was the correct decision. If it was the first one he was wrong and he shouldn’t be allowed to officiate at this level again. If it was the second reason then he was wrong and he shouldn’t be allowed to officiate at this level again.
As if to rub salt into a fairly open wound Pointon’s subsequent penalty was saved by the legs of a very fortunate goalkeeper. We also hit the bar, had a goal ruled out and were generally the better side after the 20 minute mark but we got nil. 0 - 1 means we’re still alive but should we concede first next Tuesday then in all probability it’ll be game over.
Hell we even managed to lose a goal off a poxy fucking corner inside the first five minutes. Now if there’s anything we have managed to learn under Uncle Ray’s guidance then it’s the ability to defend set pieces and to keep the first fifteen minutes of away games as tight as the proverbial duck’s arse.
Inevitably we had to change all that tonight. Fewer than 200 seconds had elapsed when a Millwall corner was headed in unchallenged from around the penalty spot. The home crowd were up for it well before this went in but after it they were baying for more. Visions of a wet Sunday afternoon in Cheshire appeared in my mind but to their credit the Saddlers weathered the oncoming storm. I’m not overly sure that the players knew how they did it but they did.
As the first half passes the crowd became less involved and the boys began to get the ball on the ground as pass it around as they can. Half time came and the deficit was still only one goal. A clean sheet in the second half would do but if we got a chance we needed to take it.
The chance was soon to come. A wonderful mazy run by Wrack, beating four or five Millwall players on the way through was crudely interrupted by Roberts in the home goal. Wrack had taken the ball around him and was about to prod the ball into an unguarded net when the goalkeeper recovered enough balance to remove his feet from underneath him.
A penalty, a red card for the offender no Millwall reserve keeper on the bench and thirty minutes still to play. The tie had it’s first defining moment. Well all these statements are correct with one exception. No red card. Not even a yellow card as the referee decided that a spot kick was punishment enough. Quite when the official received clearance to ignore the basic laws of football I’m not sure but ignore them he did. Yeah, rules are meant to be broken but there are no rules in football. There are only laws and the law is the law.
I can honestly say I've never felt more cheated by a referee’s decision. This was like violation. He had no right to interpret the law as he saw fit. A professional foul is a red card offence. No arguments, no grey areas, no second chance and no doubt about it. Now either he bottled it under pressure from the home crowd or he made what he though was the correct decision. If it was the first one he was wrong and he shouldn’t be allowed to officiate at this level again. If it was the second reason then he was wrong and he shouldn’t be allowed to officiate at this level again.
As if to rub salt into a fairly open wound Pointon’s subsequent penalty was saved by the legs of a very fortunate goalkeeper. We also hit the bar, had a goal ruled out and were generally the better side after the 20 minute mark but we got nil. 0 - 1 means we’re still alive but should we concede first next Tuesday then in all probability it’ll be game over.
Mon 8th March
The injury to Bjarne isn’t as serious as expected and it even looks as if he could be available for tomorrow night’s game.
Talking of which it’s prayer mats at the ready as the mighty Saddlers attempt for the fourth time to allow me to achieve my personal ambition and see the finest team the world has ever seen appear from the tunnel, cross the dirt track, dodge the advertisement boards and set foot on the green, green grass of Wembley Stadium.
Nine days from now I’ll either be queuing for either a Auto Windscreen Final ticket or a Cyanide pill. Which will it be ?
Talking of which it’s prayer mats at the ready as the mighty Saddlers attempt for the fourth time to allow me to achieve my personal ambition and see the finest team the world has ever seen appear from the tunnel, cross the dirt track, dodge the advertisement boards and set foot on the green, green grass of Wembley Stadium.
Nine days from now I’ll either be queuing for either a Auto Windscreen Final ticket or a Cyanide pill. Which will it be ?
Sat 6th March - Luton Town
This could have been called off at any time before 2pm this afternoon. Snow and rain combined to turn our already bare pitch into a muddy field. it was kind of like time travelling back to the Baseball Ground in the mid 70’s.
For Frannie Lee and Charlie George cue Dean Keates and Andy Rammell. Darren Wrack could have been wearing a pair of white boots but it was so muddy we couldn’t tell. To both sides credit both teams attempted to play the ball on the floor and neither side reverted to just hoofing it upfield and bypassing the mud.
A point that Ray Graydon made after the game when he said that “today, the way we tried to play football, made all I have done here worthwhile”. High praise and to be fair the referee made it possible by accounting for the conditions and allowing fouls to be punished by free kick alone. Had he started with an early booking we could have finished with two or three red cards. Sensible refereeing, FIFA should put a stop to it.
The game itself was hardly a classic, conditions saw to that, but we won. The winning goal coming from the outside of Darren Wrack’s right foot following a through ball from an improved Colin Cramb and a short mazy run by Dazzer. He feigned to shoot two or three times and confused the hell out of the goalkeeper who was frozen on the spot when the ball crossed the line.
It was again one of those days when we had three or four chances and needed to take one of them. Rarely will we create 15 or 20 chances in a game so it is critical that when they come we take them. Rammell and Cramb appear to be linking up well and today offered signs of an understanding between them. Let’s hope so.
Luton plodded along but we were relatively safe after we had weathered an early storm and we were well worth the win. The only negative thing to come out of the game was a worrying injury to Pingu who limped out of the action at half time. With the possibility of a long lay off for Bjarne, the ongoing problems of Kiester and the transfer of Gary Porter we’re suddenly very short in midfield -neither Thomas or Keates is over 5’ 6”. Seriously though we haven’t got another recognised central midfielder and this could be a problem.
For Frannie Lee and Charlie George cue Dean Keates and Andy Rammell. Darren Wrack could have been wearing a pair of white boots but it was so muddy we couldn’t tell. To both sides credit both teams attempted to play the ball on the floor and neither side reverted to just hoofing it upfield and bypassing the mud.
A point that Ray Graydon made after the game when he said that “today, the way we tried to play football, made all I have done here worthwhile”. High praise and to be fair the referee made it possible by accounting for the conditions and allowing fouls to be punished by free kick alone. Had he started with an early booking we could have finished with two or three red cards. Sensible refereeing, FIFA should put a stop to it.
The game itself was hardly a classic, conditions saw to that, but we won. The winning goal coming from the outside of Darren Wrack’s right foot following a through ball from an improved Colin Cramb and a short mazy run by Dazzer. He feigned to shoot two or three times and confused the hell out of the goalkeeper who was frozen on the spot when the ball crossed the line.
It was again one of those days when we had three or four chances and needed to take one of them. Rarely will we create 15 or 20 chances in a game so it is critical that when they come we take them. Rammell and Cramb appear to be linking up well and today offered signs of an understanding between them. Let’s hope so.
Luton plodded along but we were relatively safe after we had weathered an early storm and we were well worth the win. The only negative thing to come out of the game was a worrying injury to Pingu who limped out of the action at half time. With the possibility of a long lay off for Bjarne, the ongoing problems of Kiester and the transfer of Gary Porter we’re suddenly very short in midfield -neither Thomas or Keates is over 5’ 6”. Seriously though we haven’t got another recognised central midfielder and this could be a problem.
Fri 5th March
The visitors to Bescot tomorrow are Luton Town. It wasn’t all that long ago that the Hatters would regularly find league football taking a back seat on FA Cup Quarter Final weekend. How time can change things. Like us they were embroiled in a relegation battle last season but unlike us their season is going nowhere this time.
We on the other hand could do with three points tomorrow for more than one reason. The scars from last weekend would heal and we could do with a launch pad for the next eleven days. With two top half teams in league fixtures and a double header vs Millwall in a Wembley or bust situation these are without doubt the most important eleven days so far this season. To be truthful I don’t really care too much about tomorrow or next Saturday.
The two midweek games are far more important on a personal level. I’ve been this close to Wembley three times before and each time we’ve blown it. Bournemouth last season and the Milk Cup Semi of 1984 were lost at home but the most disappointing one was the play off game at Crewe. Losing 5 - 1on a Sunday afternoon after we had done the double over them in April was a hard pill to swallow.
They say the season lasts for 46 games and we took it a little too literally. I was convinced that we would do them but it wasn’t to be. I only hope we don’t mess it up again. This time I don’t fancy us though.
We on the other hand could do with three points tomorrow for more than one reason. The scars from last weekend would heal and we could do with a launch pad for the next eleven days. With two top half teams in league fixtures and a double header vs Millwall in a Wembley or bust situation these are without doubt the most important eleven days so far this season. To be truthful I don’t really care too much about tomorrow or next Saturday.
The two midweek games are far more important on a personal level. I’ve been this close to Wembley three times before and each time we’ve blown it. Bournemouth last season and the Milk Cup Semi of 1984 were lost at home but the most disappointing one was the play off game at Crewe. Losing 5 - 1on a Sunday afternoon after we had done the double over them in April was a hard pill to swallow.
They say the season lasts for 46 games and we took it a little too literally. I was convinced that we would do them but it wasn’t to be. I only hope we don’t mess it up again. This time I don’t fancy us though.
Tue 2nd March
The youth team failed to overcome a strong West Ham side in last night’s FA Youth Cup. No shame in this though as the Hammers are currently leading the way in youth football and have won their respective Academy League by 19 points.
Mon 1st March
Now I’ve heard some rubbish in my time but this is a cracker. Jesus Gil that famous, if not, notorious sacker of football managers is reportedly on the verge of approaching Villa for the services of no other than Mr Gregory. He’s sacked a coach of international standing and quality and is probably looking for a short term joker.
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