See you when the season starts!

 As the strangest pre-season for many a year wends it's merry way to the start of a new season it is good to see that nothing much changes.  Elements of our support are already losing their collective sh*t because the club haven't announced a raft of new signings.  As usual.  Of course, the situation hasn't been helped this season by the lack of a single home friendly for us to run our jaundiced eyes over the latest crop of Poppies-wanabees.  You know.  Those games you hate attending, but feel you're missing out on when we don't have any.

Pre-season games are only good for watching trialists sweating their bollox off, seeing the pitch look almost playable and usually a goal of the season contender.  Once upon a time there was the odd game against a club sufficiently high up the footballing pyramid that you ACTUALLY RECOGNISED AN OPPOSITION PLAYER FROM THE FOOTBALL LEAGUE SHOW!  Alas no more.

Beyond that, the games have no interest to the average punter.  A hundred triallists trying to fool the club management that they hadn't spent the summer eating kebabs and drinking literally any liquid with even the most tangential relation to an alcoholic beverage.  Joined by the few players from last season who hadn't managed to double their wages elsewhere with a move to a lower league team being bankrolled into future oblivion by a local spiv.

Between these two groups of players Paul and John will fashion a squad to start the season with.  And then obviously augment rapidly as Autumn approaches and we're not exactly pulling up many Conference North trees....

Looking forward to it already!

We've all had good Summers...