Looking forward to the first home game of the season:
A mid-summer's night dream I had that Jack scored a wonder goal infront of the Holte to send the home fans into ectasy and seal the 3 points. I must have last season's screamer v bluebirds on loop in my brain.
From going from the proverbial rock bottom a few week ago to going into the Wigan game with renewed energy and enthusiasm, you couldnt have flipped the situation any quicker than a fresh ommelette. The relief when 2 billionaires arrived in the nick of time to rescue the club from the shambles it had become, in my mind may have come from William McGregor himself - "Lord what fools these mortals be!"
A steal from Hibs with my scottish (celtic supporting despite living in Edinburgh) cousins seething that we have bought a gem north of the border for a knockdown means we are due some luck in the transfer window. If only the trio that cost us £17 million and not contributing anything can be moved on would complete the summer. Unfortunately most of the football world don't take leave of their senses and would take these wasters on.
I assume Billionaires dont like to sell a prize asset for a knockdown like the rest of us and profoundly told those North London pricks who had the gall to offer Onomah and £2m in the beginning to go away. We still have Jack and he wont be sold in January despite the newspapers and sky's best efforts.
I genuinely believe we are half decent to mount another challenge.
And a middle finger to the twat whose name now escapes me that was within a half time orange of removing Taylor from left back, the allure of the cottager's coin proved too irresistible.