The twin cults of loyalty and personality……

  I would like to start this short blog by making an important statement and scotching some ugly rumours. Whilst it is true that I resigned as Chair of the Crawley Town Supporters Alliance last night, there is no truth in the speculation that I’m about to take up an offer to become Chair of the Nottingham Forest Supporters Trust. I believe that to be no more than a silly story concocted by greedy bookmakers.   There have been two […]

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The world of football finance……by Robin Van Persie….

Last week that well known international financier, Robin Van Persie, went public with his concern about the way that Arsenal are being run with the publication of an “open letter”. Well done Robin. Now, if you could find some time to call Angela Merkel to discuss the Euro crisis, and then send an email to George Osborne and get the UK out of recession, we’ll all be truly grateful. Who’d have thought it- not only are you a wizard with […]

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Scunthorpe- and a whole new world…..

So, it’s Scunthorpe. A town rightly famous for its Municipal Swimming Pool (“do Jasper Carrot want to play Scunthorpe Baths for 500 quid?” “Jasper Carrot would drink Scunthorpe baths for 500 quid!”). A town whose inhabitants are known as Scunthorpians (actually, I made that up). A town that is the home of Trevor and Jeremy, two Leeds United supporters who gave me a lift in 1987 (actually, bad choice, they didn’t have a good word to say about it, though […]

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Joy and Reflection…..but mainly joy!

Two seasons. Two promotions. I could get used to this! When Scott put that ball in the net it didn’t matter what Torquay and Southend were doing, all that mattered was the eleven in white (or yellow) in front of us. The final whistle and do you laugh, cry, hug friends and family (and complete strangers), or just concentrate on stopping Paul the convict (no bell today) from disgracing himself? I think I tried all of those (though I failed […]

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Daggers Drawn!

Sorry about the headline, I couldn’t help it. Opportunities to pretend I’m a features writer for the Sun don’t come along very often (and thank the Lord for that).  I’ll think of a few more cliches in a minute, I wouldn’t want it to be lonely. Well, three coaches set off in convoy from the Broadfield Stadium at midday. Filled with optimism, chewy sweets and dancing Ken. Not that I’m suggesting Ken filled the coach- he’s now a shadow of […]

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