Woah there cowboy.
We fucking crashed - badly in our first game with witness accounts saying the team was all over the shop, in particular the back four, to blame of all of the goals. Even our opponent supporters that day were saying 'is it really that easy?' and 'what the fuck happened to Sheffield United?' The lack of investment in the back four said it all with Collins and McEverley looking like pub-side pissheads.
Then suddenly Jamie Murphy, a significant (if not massively prolific, but ranged against the rest of the team, possibly our best prospect) winger isn't playing and we all feel that low tummy ache we felt with McDonald, Blackman and Maguire. Then guess what? He's fucking sold.
So forgive people the barefaced cheek to be cynical, given this pattern in the past has led to season after season of underwhelming failure here, two streets downtown from the bright lights of Main Street. We've not really trod that path for some years now and wish at sometime to be back.
Sure - we beat Morecambe (it wasn't pretty or conclusive, was it) and beat Chesterfield - a team which again, witnesses say are not the team they threaten to be. Last night was a brilliant illustration of what this team is capable of
Let's see where we are at the end of September. The league will have settled and I expect us to be at least in the top two if last night's great result is anything to go by. We have to go back to Swindon to exorcise last season (and that will be a test) and a couple of Yorkshire derbys, and if we can champion that, maybe, just maybe ... we might be getting there.
pommpey