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ive spent the last 3 months engrossed by the endless diet of cricket on the telly, and enjoyed every single minute of it, and not missed the football season one little bit.
It's actually caught me unaware a little bit, went to the Newcastle pre-season friendly, purely because an old friend who rarely goes asked me if I was going and I only went to catch up with him more than anything.
Then it has started, I renewed my season ticket at the back end of last season, Christ knows why because with the notable exception of the Tottenham game the only match I have attended in 2015 that I have enjoyed was a trip to Edinburgh for the Hibs v Hearts local derby.
Earlier on I didn't really feel any hope or expectation of a good season. More or less half expecting to be here attain, in this godforsaken division next season under yet another new manager, making the same old sound bites, but never actually doing anything positive.
All we have had is more and more spin from Jim Phipps who drinks with the fans, engages with the fans on social media, and drinks with the fans in the sanitised atmosphere of the Copthorne but for all his sound bites as a club we have not gone forward.
The transfer dealings have been shocking, a hopefully inadequate job lot of piss poor defenders haven't been drummed out of the club. McFadzean is pretty much Worksop Town standard player, and is not up to required standard and will not be as long as I have for a hole in my arse. Collins has 3 years too many on the books, he is part of the problem rather than part of the cure. Jay McEveley was far and away our worst defender for the last 4 months of last season, yet he gets a new contract, and not only that but he also gets made fucking club captain, and then last of those, Kieron Freeman, I spoke briefly to a mate earlier and said I was gonna watch the goals going to see how many he was culpable for by either not putting a tackle in, or being woefully out of position, and guess what, for Gillinghams 4th, Dack just walks straight past him with the ball, Freeman is supposed to be a fucking defender, yet he spent the first half of last season barely able to get a game for Mansfield bastard Town.
Then back to the incoming players. Billy Sharp has made a career out of two good seasons at Scunthorpe ten years ago, he might be a Blade, but then so am I but you wouldn't me playing up front for us would you. You can ignore all this Billy Blade bullshit, I fucking guarantee he wouldn't be here if we paid him what I think he is worth which is at the very most a grand a week. Connor Sammon belongs in the Irish League or Scottish lower leagues at the very best, and Woolford, the only coherent reason I can think that we have signed him is that he is one of Adkins bumboys. At least under Negative Nigel we got Derby old boys under Positive Nigel we get Scunthorpe old boys.
As for the rest of the squad, James Wallace is a fucking crock and which ever clown in the medical department who was responsible for him passing a medical needs sacking. Jose Baxter is a dirty little druggie who thinks he is better than he is, and I hope his next E is laced with rat poison.
I'm seriously thinking of turning my back after 30 years of going to watch a United week in, week out. I don't buy all the spin and bullshit peddled by Phipps and Adkins. Our Saudi investors aren't investing, McCabe has got what he wanted which is the freehold of the ground, and it wouldn't surprise me if he is making a tidy profit from the lease of the ground. Yet we the fans buy all the shit, spin and bullshit. Makes me think back to when we was a proper club, whose fans were second to none, and who wouldn't suffer fools gladly, yet we have turned in to a sorry bunch of sycophantic idiots who blindly follow all the bullshit that the club peddles.
I'm on the brink of deciding to fuck United off all together and find something else to do that will enhance my life on a Saturday afternoon, and you can guarantee that if we find ourselves in the same position this time next season I will not be there to watch.
#UnitedTogether sorry but that bullshit just doesn't wash with me.
It's actually caught me unaware a little bit, went to the Newcastle pre-season friendly, purely because an old friend who rarely goes asked me if I was going and I only went to catch up with him more than anything.
Then it has started, I renewed my season ticket at the back end of last season, Christ knows why because with the notable exception of the Tottenham game the only match I have attended in 2015 that I have enjoyed was a trip to Edinburgh for the Hibs v Hearts local derby.
Earlier on I didn't really feel any hope or expectation of a good season. More or less half expecting to be here attain, in this godforsaken division next season under yet another new manager, making the same old sound bites, but never actually doing anything positive.
All we have had is more and more spin from Jim Phipps who drinks with the fans, engages with the fans on social media, and drinks with the fans in the sanitised atmosphere of the Copthorne but for all his sound bites as a club we have not gone forward.
The transfer dealings have been shocking, a hopefully inadequate job lot of piss poor defenders haven't been drummed out of the club. McFadzean is pretty much Worksop Town standard player, and is not up to required standard and will not be as long as I have for a hole in my arse. Collins has 3 years too many on the books, he is part of the problem rather than part of the cure. Jay McEveley was far and away our worst defender for the last 4 months of last season, yet he gets a new contract, and not only that but he also gets made fucking club captain, and then last of those, Kieron Freeman, I spoke briefly to a mate earlier and said I was gonna watch the goals going to see how many he was culpable for by either not putting a tackle in, or being woefully out of position, and guess what, for Gillinghams 4th, Dack just walks straight past him with the ball, Freeman is supposed to be a fucking defender, yet he spent the first half of last season barely able to get a game for Mansfield bastard Town.
Then back to the incoming players. Billy Sharp has made a career out of two good seasons at Scunthorpe ten years ago, he might be a Blade, but then so am I but you wouldn't me playing up front for us would you. You can ignore all this Billy Blade bullshit, I fucking guarantee he wouldn't be here if we paid him what I think he is worth which is at the very most a grand a week. Connor Sammon belongs in the Irish League or Scottish lower leagues at the very best, and Woolford, the only coherent reason I can think that we have signed him is that he is one of Adkins bumboys. At least under Negative Nigel we got Derby old boys under Positive Nigel we get Scunthorpe old boys.
As for the rest of the squad, James Wallace is a fucking crock and which ever clown in the medical department who was responsible for him passing a medical needs sacking. Jose Baxter is a dirty little druggie who thinks he is better than he is, and I hope his next E is laced with rat poison.
I'm seriously thinking of turning my back after 30 years of going to watch a United week in, week out. I don't buy all the spin and bullshit peddled by Phipps and Adkins. Our Saudi investors aren't investing, McCabe has got what he wanted which is the freehold of the ground, and it wouldn't surprise me if he is making a tidy profit from the lease of the ground. Yet we the fans buy all the shit, spin and bullshit. Makes me think back to when we was a proper club, whose fans were second to none, and who wouldn't suffer fools gladly, yet we have turned in to a sorry bunch of sycophantic idiots who blindly follow all the bullshit that the club peddles.
I'm on the brink of deciding to fuck United off all together and find something else to do that will enhance my life on a Saturday afternoon, and you can guarantee that if we find ourselves in the same position this time next season I will not be there to watch.
#UnitedTogether sorry but that bullshit just doesn't wash with me.