Move along now, there's nothing very little to see here
Well, let's just say Paul and I took our summer holidays at a very opportune time. The fact that the site has been largely unupdated over the last fortnight has served (coincidentally) as much as a reflection of what's been happening - next to nothing - as an indication of our absence.
Both of the half-stories I took time out of my break to post about last week look to have come to nowt. There's been no further word on the rumoured interest from the Drumaville consortium - perhaps publican Charlie Chawke, the group's public face, has had a moment of sobriety and realised that he'd actually really rather leave the current clown in charge - while supposed target Jermaine Beckford has been taken off the transfer list by his club Leeds.
Meanwhile, judging by recent comments from commercial director Steve McMahon, the Profitable Group are less than optimistic that what they claim is a "very serious and genuine offer" for the club will be accepted. In the continued complete lack of any comment from the club hierarchy, you have to wonder what the hell Fat Mike and Llambiarse are up to - we're eighteen days away from the start of the new campaign and still without a manager or any new faces. Of course, the news that Ashley's Sports Direct suffered a 91% drop in profits last year will hardly have come as a welcome distraction...
But at least we put seven past Darlo in a friendly, eh? The home side were presumably dazzled by our lovely new shirts - they must have been for Big Lad to bag a brace and Spiderman to get on the scoresheet too. If we were looking for a reason to outlaw even a modicum of cheeriness at the result, though, here are two: firstly, Nicky Butt injured his thumb and will miss the start of the season as he recovers from surgery, meaning ASBO is almost guaranteed a starting role against the Baggies (presuming we haven't got rid by then - and it's a fairly safe assumption, I think); and secondly, we still contrived to concede two goals to the Quakers' new signing Dean Windass, a man who can only be a couple of years away from getting a telegram from the Queen.
We followed that up with a 1-0 win over Lee Clark's Huddersfield, Kevin Nolan grabbing his second in two games. In Oba Martins' continued absence, Chris Hughton and Colin Calderwood began by pairing Bigger Lad with The Xisco Kid, though Big Lad came on at the break. I'd like to think that Nile Ranger, currently competing in the UEFA European U19 Championship with England (a starter alongside Man Utd's Danny Welbeck and Villa's Nathan Delfouneso in today's opening fixture with Switzerland, which finished 1-1), will be given the opportunity to stake a claim if, as seems likely, Martins does eventually leave.
And talking of departing strikers, how's about a final word from Little Saint Mick? Speaking in the wake of (inevitably) scoring on his Man Utd debut, Owen said: "It's just nice to play with players who are on your wavelength, spotting your runs - they are just class players". Fancy sticking the boot in on your former colleagues any harder, Mick?
Both of the half-stories I took time out of my break to post about last week look to have come to nowt. There's been no further word on the rumoured interest from the Drumaville consortium - perhaps publican Charlie Chawke, the group's public face, has had a moment of sobriety and realised that he'd actually really rather leave the current clown in charge - while supposed target Jermaine Beckford has been taken off the transfer list by his club Leeds.
Meanwhile, judging by recent comments from commercial director Steve McMahon, the Profitable Group are less than optimistic that what they claim is a "very serious and genuine offer" for the club will be accepted. In the continued complete lack of any comment from the club hierarchy, you have to wonder what the hell Fat Mike and Llambiarse are up to - we're eighteen days away from the start of the new campaign and still without a manager or any new faces. Of course, the news that Ashley's Sports Direct suffered a 91% drop in profits last year will hardly have come as a welcome distraction...
But at least we put seven past Darlo in a friendly, eh? The home side were presumably dazzled by our lovely new shirts - they must have been for Big Lad to bag a brace and Spiderman to get on the scoresheet too. If we were looking for a reason to outlaw even a modicum of cheeriness at the result, though, here are two: firstly, Nicky Butt injured his thumb and will miss the start of the season as he recovers from surgery, meaning ASBO is almost guaranteed a starting role against the Baggies (presuming we haven't got rid by then - and it's a fairly safe assumption, I think); and secondly, we still contrived to concede two goals to the Quakers' new signing Dean Windass, a man who can only be a couple of years away from getting a telegram from the Queen.
We followed that up with a 1-0 win over Lee Clark's Huddersfield, Kevin Nolan grabbing his second in two games. In Oba Martins' continued absence, Chris Hughton and Colin Calderwood began by pairing Bigger Lad with The Xisco Kid, though Big Lad came on at the break. I'd like to think that Nile Ranger, currently competing in the UEFA European U19 Championship with England (a starter alongside Man Utd's Danny Welbeck and Villa's Nathan Delfouneso in today's opening fixture with Switzerland, which finished 1-1), will be given the opportunity to stake a claim if, as seems likely, Martins does eventually leave.
And talking of departing strikers, how's about a final word from Little Saint Mick? Speaking in the wake of (inevitably) scoring on his Man Utd debut, Owen said: "It's just nice to play with players who are on your wavelength, spotting your runs - they are just class players". Fancy sticking the boot in on your former colleagues any harder, Mick?
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