Patgod has had ongoing issues with the uneven overage that Radio Northampton gives to the Poppies and the Scum. How many times has coverage been from Nene Park, or wherever the Direones happen to be? How many times have RN made an last minute excuse for not covering a Poppies game, and the coverage suddenly swapped to the Nonce Park Freakshow?
We were so sick of the obvious bias that we wrote to Geoff Doyle, the Sports Editor at RN asking why Radio Northampton all to often became Radio Direones. Part of his reply read thusly,
"To clarify, the general BBC policy is to provide Online commentary of the home Conference match which is what most (but not all) local BBC stations try to do so that the opposition BBC station don't have to send a reporter if they don't want, to save costs."
Why then do we often get two stations covering the Scum games, including the faithful RN? And why, more shockingly, in light of Geoff's comments, was the local radio car sent all the way down to Eastbourne tonight to cover the Inbred's game? The very idea of covering the Poppies at Gateshead on the opening day of the season was completely dismissed, but the budget, will and sat-nav are all present and correct when it comes to a trip to the coast to follow Justin's army of freaks?
Why don't RN just come clean and admit that the Scum give them half a bar? Perhaps covering them gives them the warm glow they used to get they had TWO League teams to cover (like a big-boy's radio station?) Perhaps RN thought they were somehow "big time" when Max had paid millions in order to get that glorified f*cking village into the Football League?
Perhaps their dislike for Imraan is having an effect? Perhaps the lack of modern amenities such as running water and glass in the windows in the press box at Rocky Road depresses them? Hopefully their former Poppies reporters open on-air warfare with Imraan hasn't entirely coloured their opinion of our football club.
Whatever the reason I really wish the people at RN would just come out and announce, loud and proud, that they all want to be Justin Edinburgh's love slaves, and get on with it!
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Perhaps JP has the right idea...
Option One - Get back to the club mid July. Sweat your b*llocks off running round and
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| "Oui, oui, oui....!" |
around Wickies Park. Run through training routines every day in the blazing sun. Miss out on the family holiday and get earache from 'er indoors. Try to shift a bit of "summer love handle" in order to avoid a club fine. Play several pre-season games where you bust a gut against players you can't get near in front of a couple of hundred whining bastards who bask in the sun complaining about your lack of effort. Get constantly slagged off by the manager, ch
airman and the chubby online community. Then you don't get into the starting XI anyway.Option Two - Get married. Have a l-o-n-g honeymoon. Boff like a bunny. Finally turn up for work a month late and score goals for fun.
Monday, 27 September 2010
Big Sam, Big Joke
Whilst the identity of our next manager remains uncertain, one thing is for sure. It will NOT be Sam Allardyce. That is because Sam has already nailed his colours to the mast by making it clear that his future lies at one of the continent's top clubs.
"I am not suited to Bolton or Blackburn", he explained. "I would be more suited to Inter Milan or Real Madrid".
"I would win the double or the league every time".
On hearing this news, Mourinho no doubt fingered his collar nervously and checked the termination clause in his contract.
After all, who can ignore the CV of a man cruelly overlooked whenever the England job falls vacant?
Having established Bolton as a top flight club by liberal use of sports science and flying elbows, he enjoyed an era of unparalled success at Newcastle that lasted all the way to the end of the pre-season friendlies, before he was the unfortunate victim of boardroom politics and an inability to win football matches.
It takes more than that to dent the confidence of a man who signs his autographs as "Big Sam" (why not - he created the name himself). Sam must wake up every morning and wonder how long the world can ignore his greatness. In fact "Sam the Great" has an even better ring to it.
Psychologists call this a delusional fantasy, we say that's just Sam being Sam.
"I am not suited to Bolton or Blackburn", he explained. "I would be more suited to Inter Milan or Real Madrid".
"I would win the double or the league every time".
On hearing this news, Mourinho no doubt fingered his collar nervously and checked the termination clause in his contract.
After all, who can ignore the CV of a man cruelly overlooked whenever the England job falls vacant?
Having established Bolton as a top flight club by liberal use of sports science and flying elbows, he enjoyed an era of unparalled success at Newcastle that lasted all the way to the end of the pre-season friendlies, before he was the unfortunate victim of boardroom politics and an inability to win football matches.
It takes more than that to dent the confidence of a man who signs his autographs as "Big Sam" (why not - he created the name himself). Sam must wake up every morning and wonder how long the world can ignore his greatness. In fact "Sam the Great" has an even better ring to it.
Psychologists call this a delusional fantasy, we say that's just Sam being Sam.
Thursday, 23 September 2010
Terry Angus - Superstar!
I've always had a high regard for Terry Angus. Many moons ago I had the pleasure of briefly working alongside Terry and he was always the most bubbly, bouncy personality you'd ever wish to meet. That's not always initially appreciated when you are as miserable as I was back then (Poppies fan working at the Cobblers - you do the math!)
He was the only player at the club you could really have a decent chat with, as most of the others were full of themselves (God knows why as they were bumping along at the bottom of the league) or suspicious of anyone who didn't share their bath water. Terry was certainly the only one who could ever charm additional freebie tickets out of Tracy, the Assistant Secretary. None of the other players even got close to scoring more tickets for their nearest and dearest!
He was also a reasonable player. Certainly we never got much change from him when he was at Nuneaton. One memorable game he had one of our wanabee strikers (Roy Essandoh?) so deep in his pocket that a pickpocket couldn't have extracted him.
When Nuneaton got a replay in the FA Cup a few years back at Middlesbrough he seemed so happy to be visiting that particular dump that you'd be forgiven to thinking that the return game was to be at the Nou Camp!
He also greatly impressed when he came over to the poppies fans after one game to congratulate us on our support, but remained to single out one of our more abusive, one-eyed arseholes and told him straight that he was a disgrace to Kettering Town Football Club! Wow, we've all wanted to say that to some of our racist dickheads, and here was a player doing it for us! Priceless.
I have just listened to his co-commentary of the Cobblers win at Anfield, and he was as entertainingly barmy as ever. He shrieked and whooped through the broadcast, and was as thrilled and excited as any fan. He didn't seem to understand that the co-commentator was meant to be on hand to offer the odd comment to support the main commentator. Not Terry - he rabbited, and bubbled at a thousand miles per hour over the top of the Jeff Doyle, apologising in advance for his screams of delight, and kicking every ball with the players.
Mad, but brilliant. He should be on hand for EVERY Radio Northampton commentary, and, who knows, he might get back over to Rockingham Road one day!
He was the only player at the club you could really have a decent chat with, as most of the others were full of themselves (God knows why as they were bumping along at the bottom of the league) or suspicious of anyone who didn't share their bath water. Terry was certainly the only one who could ever charm additional freebie tickets out of Tracy, the Assistant Secretary. None of the other players even got close to scoring more tickets for their nearest and dearest!
He was also a reasonable player. Certainly we never got much change from him when he was at Nuneaton. One memorable game he had one of our wanabee strikers (Roy Essandoh?) so deep in his pocket that a pickpocket couldn't have extracted him.
When Nuneaton got a replay in the FA Cup a few years back at Middlesbrough he seemed so happy to be visiting that particular dump that you'd be forgiven to thinking that the return game was to be at the Nou Camp!
He also greatly impressed when he came over to the poppies fans after one game to congratulate us on our support, but remained to single out one of our more abusive, one-eyed arseholes and told him straight that he was a disgrace to Kettering Town Football Club! Wow, we've all wanted to say that to some of our racist dickheads, and here was a player doing it for us! Priceless.
I have just listened to his co-commentary of the Cobblers win at Anfield, and he was as entertainingly barmy as ever. He shrieked and whooped through the broadcast, and was as thrilled and excited as any fan. He didn't seem to understand that the co-commentator was meant to be on hand to offer the odd comment to support the main commentator. Not Terry - he rabbited, and bubbled at a thousand miles per hour over the top of the Jeff Doyle, apologising in advance for his screams of delight, and kicking every ball with the players.
Mad, but brilliant. He should be on hand for EVERY Radio Northampton commentary, and, who knows, he might get back over to Rockingham Road one day!
Wednesday, 22 September 2010
Deja Vu All Over Again
The retro feel to this season gathers momentum. First we assembled a squad uncannily similar to 2008, now we have the same manager as in 2006, and are well on the way to occupying the same league position as 2002, when we headed for a fixture at Forest Green at the end of September with just a single win in the bank...
All our yesterdays but not the ones we like to remember.
And now Imraan is dropping hints that the new boss will be a big name. Ye gods, are we going full cycle back to Gazza? After all, it has uncharacteristically long since our reclusive, camera shy chairman last courted publicity by pairing Morrell Maison (remember him?) with Big Ron.
You can count on the fingers of one hand (half a hand if from Rushden) the number of big names who have dropped into non-League and cut the mustard.
What we need is someone who knows football at this level and can hit the ground running, not risk us plunging further into trouble whilst he learns the ropes.
Oh, and with the contacts to bring in players on loan who can make a difference.
And cheap.
As we await Imraan's next dramatic move, it is small comfort to examine his record in this area to date. Not quite five years at the club, six managerial appointments resulting in four sackings, one ludicrous short term fix that failed, and one success. In other words, P6, W1, D0, L5.
I suspect that the fortunes of DRC Locums were built on rather better judgment than that, but then Imraan isn't the first chairman to discover that being good in one field doesn't automatically extend to others.
All our yesterdays but not the ones we like to remember.
And now Imraan is dropping hints that the new boss will be a big name. Ye gods, are we going full cycle back to Gazza? After all, it has uncharacteristically long since our reclusive, camera shy chairman last courted publicity by pairing Morrell Maison (remember him?) with Big Ron.
You can count on the fingers of one hand (half a hand if from Rushden) the number of big names who have dropped into non-League and cut the mustard.
What we need is someone who knows football at this level and can hit the ground running, not risk us plunging further into trouble whilst he learns the ropes.
Oh, and with the contacts to bring in players on loan who can make a difference.
And cheap.
As we await Imraan's next dramatic move, it is small comfort to examine his record in this area to date. Not quite five years at the club, six managerial appointments resulting in four sackings, one ludicrous short term fix that failed, and one success. In other words, P6, W1, D0, L5.
I suspect that the fortunes of DRC Locums were built on rather better judgment than that, but then Imraan isn't the first chairman to discover that being good in one field doesn't automatically extend to others.
Fascinating Facts about Forest Green
FGR are NOT in located in Birmingham, and still don't actually play in green. Except when they do as an away kit as they did at Rocky Road last year.
They spent a couple of years rebuilding their stadium, only to decide, once complete that they didn't much like the neighbours, so built themselves another ground. Basically on one street in a tiny west country town they had TWO Conference level football grounds.......Are they taking the piss?
Among their former managers is Jim Harvey who seemed to take it upon himself to constantly annoy us when boss of Morecambe. Mind you, we'd probably dance a jig of delight if he took on the Poppies hot seat about now!
The history of Nailsworth almost makes Kettering look cosmopolitan: -
800AD - evidence of settlements
1923 - arrival of electricity
1965 - ducking stool decommissioned
2007 - new FGR ground opens
Note - Only one of the above is a lie.
They spent a couple of years rebuilding their stadium, only to decide, once complete that they didn't much like the neighbours, so built themselves another ground. Basically on one street in a tiny west country town they had TWO Conference level football grounds.......Are they taking the piss?
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| Rush hour strikes Nailsworth |
Trouble-making, baby-faced, knob-jockey Lee Fowler has sandwiched his memorable Poppies career with spells at FGR.
They have managed through a mixture of footballing ability and the lucky demise of others to survive several seasons in the top flight of non-league football despite the town of Nailsworth having a smaller population than Burton Latimer. It also lack's Burton's windfarm, the constant smell of hot weetabix, and predilection for thinking that they aren't just a suburb of Kettering.
The history of Nailsworth almost makes Kettering look cosmopolitan: -
800AD - evidence of settlements
1923 - arrival of electricity
1965 - ducking stool decommissioned
2007 - new FGR ground opens
Note - Only one of the above is a lie.
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
If Morrell Maison is the answer.....
......I'm not sure I WANT to know what the question is.
The big worry is that should Morrell get a couple of results, will Imraan be tempted to offer him the job again? Morrell says he doesn't want it, but his word doesn't always seem to be his bond.
Do everyone a favour Imraan and sort out a new manager quickly and ship this guy out, pronto.
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| Plenty of smoke, and plenty of fire |
His "career" since being sacked here hardly inspires. Even leaving out the questionably libelous stuff you are left with administration at Halesowen, bans from football, fraud investigations and involvement at Chester City as they blinked out of existence. The Internet is bulging with stuff about Morrell, which, if only 10% is true, suggests he really shouldn't be allowed back in the door.
I thought this quote from Imraan was rather telling, "He is here to manage the team, not run the club. He is here to do what he is good at." Even his friend is keen to point out that Morrell will have no influence in off the pitch matters. Says a lot about how far he trusts him?
The big worry is that should Morrell get a couple of results, will Imraan be tempted to offer him the job again? Morrell says he doesn't want it, but his word doesn't always seem to be his bond.
Do everyone a favour Imraan and sort out a new manager quickly and ship this guy out, pronto.
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