Hello everyone, we're back. We haven't written much recently, but then, there hasn't really been much to write about. That explains that one then.
During a season, if you went over two weeks without seeing a game, surely you'd be clamouring for the next bit of football action wouldn't you? Something doesn't feel right about Saturday's without football, right? Not so much for me, call me short-sighted or suchlike, but I just don't want this game to be on. I don't want to watch football yet, I'm not ready for it to infringe on my free time as it usually does.
I note how the club has asked for willing volunteers to clear the pitch. Fair play to the people that have gone down to help out, but if I were going to go, I'd be helping shovel snow back onto the playing surface if I could. Anything would be better than watching this.
But I'll be there, of course I will, in the meagre belief that maybe this team can turn it around, maybe football will be kind to us and give us a little break. It was a similar scenario last time out against Northampton, where some part of me was compelled to the ground to watch eleven men who I'd utterly castigated the day previous. Who in their right mind would do that, by the way? Alas no, it was as I'd predicted, I sat in the Main Stand with sheer indifference to what was unfolding on the pitch in front of me. It wasn't THAT bad, but there was just nothing to get excited about as Northampton appeared to be worse than us at times.
Even after Dean Sinclair had taken his time in leaving the pitch following what appeared to be a very harsh second yellow, Northampton didn't really give us much to worry about, nor do much to justify the attendance of the paying customer. With Lincoln up next, I can see it being much the same story, they really aren't upto much.
With their subsequent form, and taking into account their performance on the first day, I still scratch my head to wonder as to how it was they actually beat us. I mean, they are bad. They are a bad football team. If we somehow conspire to lose this one, then our merry descent down the table will look even more worrying. Who seriously thought that when we beat Grimsby in October (we've only won one league game since then, stat fans) that the last away game of the season on May 1 could potentially be a massive relegation battle? Hands up. Lose this one on Saturday and that thought is well and truly on as a potential reality.
So our loanees have returned from whence they came, with only one name being returned today. Lee Sawyer is the chaps' name. Can't say I've heard of him, though he appears to have some half decent credentials having played at a decent level on loan from his former parent club Chelsea. At least this is something encouraging.
Something needs to make football interesting again, especially with a period of six away games coming up in thirty days. Who decided to put Accrington and Shrewsbury the week after eachother, with Bournemouth following a fortnight later? Dear me. I look forward to Accrington midweek though. I look at is as being a benchmark in my life. Whatever happens in the future, even if I end up in a gutter somewhere, I will always know that my life will not possibly get any lower than the time I went to Accrington Stanley on a fucking Tuesday. What a moron.
P.S. All seems to have gone quiet on the Albert Adomah front hasn't it? No bids? Can't say I'm hugely shocked with this season's form. With his recent rejecting of a contract, are we going to have to go down the road of a tribunal? After all this time, will he go or won't he, it could come to the judgement of a tribunal. Oh dear oh dear. A shame, that.
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