Dave Mackay Ate My Hamster

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

B365's battleship's commentary says we've scored. ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

So, in summary, 3 games in.
Won 1 - just - hard fought.
Lost 1 - one of those games where we mostly panned them then got sucker-punched.
Won another, cup game. Another hard fought, but class prevailed.
For saying we barely had a club, let alone a team a month ago, I'll take that thank you very much.
Loving football for football's sake, not money's sake.
I'm loving our club's big reset. It's a bit Roy of the Rovers stuff. Jumpers for goalposts anyone? ?

B365's battleship's commentary says we've scored. ?

Haha, brilliant. Reminds me of the 1930's(?) commentarys where radio listeners were supplied with a grid of the pitch and the commentator would describe the ball going from A6 to B4.
At least I think that's how it worked.

Every day's a learning day. Thanks for that gem Ellafella.

Haha, brilliant. Reminds me of the 1930's(?) commentarys where radio listeners were supplied with a grid of the pitch and the commentator would describe the ball going from A6 to B4.
At least I think that's how it worked.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Don't know who scored. Watching through Bet365's 2D visualisation.
It's like watching battleships, circa 1970.

Moment of Truth is the best football podcast I've listened to.
Rotherham manager Paul Warne and Oxford's Karl Robinson are mic'd up for the last 3 months of last season.
Very insightful. It's on BBC sounds.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/mediacentre/2022/moment-of-truth-new-bbc-sounds-podcast

Strangely, now we've been saved by St. David of Clowes, I'm really pleased, in the bigger picture, that we are now in Division 1.
Back to old school football. Back to being a big fish in a small pond. 
We tried, under Mel to turn up at the casino that was the Championship with a big F off stack of chips to intimidate other players at the table. Spent fast and loose - and lost.
We needed a total reset and we got one. I can't lie, it's hurt. Being threatened with extinction was a very real prospect.
Now we've cleared the football cache and cookies, we're back to a fresh start.
I'm still haunted by the memory of all that money we wazzed up the wall. Even the least of the excesses was Anya. £4m and and £20k a week over 4 years, ergo £8m over 4 years. There were 4 or 5 others that cost £10m+ in transfer fees and salaries over 4 year contracts.
£60m minimum wazzed up the wall on 5 or 6 players, not to mention our merry go round of managers that resulted in the amount of debt that threatened our very existence. Covid didn't help, but the aforementioned was the real problem.
Certain individuals that had Mel's ear and were administrators at our club were also abusing their parallel self-interests as agents to sell us pup after pup.
Now we're back to football reality. It's amazing what team we've managed to piece together on frees and modest wages.
Loving our new reality. We can attract decent players at this level, where if we spend within our means, which is significantly above most of our competitors, we can perform well at this level. 
If we continue in this manner, we can grow organically.
What's not to love? A fantastic academy that should finance our rebirth. 30,000+ crowds, that again should finance our rebirth and perversely the EFL reining us back to a financial plan that we absolutely NEEDED. Didn't want, but definitely needed.
Oh and being rescued by the 'quiet man of football' - DC.
What a time to be alive! I'm falling back in love with football again.
The only way is up...

Strangely, now we've been saved by St. David of Clowes, I'm really pleased, in the bigger picture, that we are now in Division 1.
Back to old school football. Back to being a big fish in a small pond. 
We tried, under Mel to turn up at the casino that was the Championship with a big F off stack of chips to intimidate other players at the table. Spent fast and loose - and lost.
We needed a total reset and we got one. I can't lie, it's hurt. Being threatened with extinction was a very real prospect.
Now we've cleared the football cache and cookies, we're back to a fresh start.
I'm still haunted by the memory of all that money we wazzed up the wall. Even the least of the excesses was Anya. £4m and and £20k a week over 4 years, ergo £8m over 4 years. There were 4 or 5 others that cost £10m+ in transfer fees and salaries over 4 year contracts.
£60m minimum wazzed up the wall on 5 or 6 players, not to mention our merry go round of managers that resulted in the amount of debt that threatened our very existence. Covid didn't help, but the aforementioned was the real problem.
Certain individuals that had Mel's ear and were administrators at our club were also abusing their parallel self-interests as agents to sell us pup after pup.
Now we're back to football reality. It's amazing what team we've managed to piece together on frees and modest wages.
Loving our new reality. We can attract decent players at this level, where if we spend within our means, which is significantly above most of our competitors, we can perform well at this level. 
If we continue in this manner, we can grow organically.
What's not to love? A fantastic academy that should finance our rebirth. 30,000+ crowds, that again should finance our rebirth and perversely the EFL reining us back to a financial plan that we absolutely NEEDED. Didn't want, but definitely needed.
Oh and being rescued by the 'quiet man of football' - DC.
What a time to be alive! I'm falling back in love with football again.
The only way is up...

Strangely, now we've been saved by St. David of Clowes, I'm really pleased, in the bigger picture, that we are now in Division 1.
Back to old school football. Back to being a big fish in a small pond. 
We tried, under Mel to turn up at the casino that was the Championship with a big F off stack of chips to intimidate other players at the table. Spent fast and loose - and lost.
We needed a total reset and we got one. I can't lie, it's hurt. Being threatened with extinction was a very real prospect.
Now we've cleared the football cache and cookies, we're back to a fresh start.
I'm still haunted by the memory of all that money we wazzed up the wall. Even the least of the excesses was Anya. £4m and and £20k a week over 4 years, ergo £8m over 4 years. There were 4 or 5 others that cost £10m+ in transfer fees and salaries over 4 year contracts.
£60m minimum wazzed up the wall on 5 or 6 players, not to mention our merry go round of managers that resulted in the amount of debt that threatened our very existence. Covid didn't help, but the aforementioned was the real problem.
Certain individuals that had Mel's ear and were administrators at our club were also abusing their parallel self-interests as agents to sell us pup after pup.
Now we're back to football reality. It's amazing what team we've managed to piece together on frees and modest wages.
Loving our new reality. We can attract decent players at this level, where if we spend within our means, which is significantly above most of our competitors, we can perform well at this level. 
If we continue in this manner, we can grow organically.
What's not to love? A fantastic academy that should finance our rebirth. 30,000+ crowds, that again should finance our rebirth and perversely the EFL reining us back to a financial plan that we absolutely NEEDED. Didn't want, but definitely needed.
Oh and being rescued by the 'quiet man of football' - DC.
What a time to be alive! I'm falling back in love with football again.
The only way is up...

Strangely, now we've been saved by St. David of Clowes, I'm really pleased, in the bigger picture, that we are now in Division 1.
Back to old school football. Back to being a big fish in a small pond. 
We tried, under Mel to turn up at the casino that was the Championship with a big F off stack of chips to intimidate other players at the table. Spent fast and loose - and lost.
We needed a total reset and we got one. I can't lie, it's hurt. Being threatened with extinction was a very real prospect.
Now we've cleared the football cache and cookies, we're back to a fresh start.
I'm still haunted by the memory of all that money we wazzed up the wall. Even the least of the excesses was Anya. £4m and and £20k a week over 4 years, ergo £8m over 4 years. There were 4 or 5 others that cost £10m+ in transfer fees and salaries over 4 year contracts.
£60m minimum wazzed up the wall on 5 or 6 players, not to mention our merry go round of managers that resulted in the amount of debt that threatened our very existence. Covid didn't help, but the aforementioned was the real problem.
Certain individuals that had Mel's ear and were administrators at our club were also abusing their parallel self-interests as agents to sell us pup after pup.
Now we're back to football reality. It's amazing what team we've managed to piece together on frees and modest wages.
Loving our new reality. We can attract decent players at this level, where if we spend within our means, which is significantly above most of our competitors, we can perform well at this level. 
If we continue in this manner, we can grow organically.
What's not to love? A fantastic academy that should finance our rebirth. 30,000+ crowds, that again should finance our rebirth and perversely the EFL reining us back to a financial plan that we absolutely NEEDED. Didn't want, but definitely needed.
Oh and being rescued by the 'quiet man of football' - DC.
What a time to be alive! I'm falling back in love with football again.
The only way is up...

Strangely, now we've been saved by St. David of Clowes, I'm really pleased, in the bigger picture, that we are now in Division 1.
Back to old school football. Back to being a big fish in a small pond. 
We tried, under Mel to turn up at the casino that was the Championship with a big F off stack of chips to intimidate other players at the table. Spent fast and loose - and lost.
We needed a total reset and we got one. I can't lie, it's hurt. Being threatened with extinction was a very real prospect.
Now we've cleared the football cache and cookies, we're back to a fresh start.
I'm still haunted by the memory of all that money we wazzed up the wall. Even the least of the excesses was Anya. £4m and and £20k a week over 4 years, ergo £8m over 4 years. There were 4 or 5 others that cost £10m+ in transfer fees and salaries over 4 year contracts.
£60m minimum wazzed up the wall on 5 or 6 players, not to mention our merry go round of managers that resulted in the amount of debt that threatened our very existence. Covid didn't help, but the aforementioned was the real problem.
Certain individuals that had Mel's ear and were administrators at our club were also abusing their parallel self-interests as agents to sell us pup after pup.
Now we're back to football reality. It's amazing what team we've managed to piece together on frees and modest wages.
Loving our new reality. We can attract decent players at this level, where if we spend within our means, which is significantly above most of our competitors, we can perform well at this level. 
If we continue in this manner, we can grow organically.
What's not to love? A fantastic academy that should finance our rebirth. 30,000+ crowds, that again should finance our rebirth and perversely the EFL reining us back to a financial plan that we absolutely NEEDED. Didn't want, but definitely needed.
Oh and being rescued by the 'quiet man of football' - DC.
What a time to be alive! I'm falling back in love with football again.
The only way is up...