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I've noticed the tendency to the "Bristol L" has been replaced in younger folk who are proper broad, with the "Bristol W". Evaw Turner, the Primaw Donnaw ... etc

Depends on the post-Nigel future. Is it a Dean Holden type or a Graham Potter type appointment.

Promotion, but if it isn't achieved in the next two seasons then it just isn't possible to predict.

Relegation is always easier. For example, we could ditch Nige and appoint Mr Joseph Anthony Barton. Job done. However, I don't think that we historically have rarely been a top flight club is an issue. Times change. Brentford look quite comfortable there. Then there are Brighton and Bournemouth. Historically, teams like Bolton and Wednesday would be up the top. Shit, there are non-league clubs that have been in the old First Division. We have a good manager. We have some good players. Money issues have hampered us from becoming the club the manager exactly wants, but we have momentum. I think our future under Pearson is Championship or Premiership. Post Pearson, that's another issue. Too many what-ifs to ponder at this stage.

They "thank" the presenter even when they do a pre-record. Someone stood outside a - say - Crown Court at 4pm, taping a package about some case, and they'll inevitably start with a "Well, Huw [or whoever]" speaking to an anchor-person who may not even have arrived for work.

Yep, I made light of it, but it all got a bit out of hand. At least one player from that time required rehab.

They still exist. Just renamed themselves Rugby Town FC.

To be honest, during his reign, it was the team that drank a lager drink, then drank a cider drink, then drank a vodka drink...

I know she's deploying two up front....

You were missing out:

Sadly, I'm not paid in dollars any more. I'd have been laughing if I was. We're crashing against all sorts of currencies, including the euro, so all sorts of overseas types will find English football clubs have gone from exorbitantly overpriced to just plain ridiculously overvalued.

Special epaulettes to carry the obligatory chips on both shoulders. Needs more white though, to symbolise that many of the team are actually English.

One of the great things about Subbuteo was, if you were into the (perhaps) even more nerdy hobby of wargaming - as I was as an early teen - then you could turn your Subbuteo pitches upside down, drape them over small piles of books and other objects and create a realistic battlefield for your 25mm soldiers to fight it out on. Of course, once a serious girlfriend came into my life then the Subbuteo and wargaming got swiftly sidelined.

Great knowledge there, SA. ? Wish I still had some of my old childhood games. ?

I was the only one in the gang who used to have Subbuteo cricket - with its giant bat, miniature slide to "bowl" and stationary fielders. Much like myself, whenever I was put in field at school. Also, Subbuteo rugby, with its giant rugby ball shaped device for deciding where the ball came out of a scrum.

Think he might have played left-back for Darlington in the 80s. Total ledge...

Indeedy. He gets caught while hiding at White City dog track. Now long since gone.

Aye, George Dixon had a good career seeing as he was shot dead in 1950 in the film, The Blue Lamp. Another quarter of a century policing as a friendly corpse.

Them were the days: when you could carry on working as a policeman until your early 80s.

In the 90s, myself and my mate Martin and our respective other halves jointly purchased an apartment in a village overlooking Lake Transimeno and we took it in turns to holiday there, letting it out to friends when it was unused. During this time, I started making occasional visits to watch AC Perugia, then on the verge of and shortly to be promoted to Serie A. Despite having a totally mad owner, it was always a great day out. I'd pop along with Gennaro, the owner of the bar below the apartment, and he'd always know great places to eat and drink in the city, which was part of the attraction. Lazio was one of our most hated sides: Rome was not too distant, and the Lazio region borders Umbria, where Perugia is located. There were a number of Lazio bars in the city, and you had to avoid them, and their supporters steered clear of the Grifoni (Perugia)ones. We also weren't fond of the Bologna w-----s. not sure why, Fiorentina was the nearer club. Some Italian thing, doubtless. Sadly within 5 years, we had to abandon the agreement, Mart's job made it difficult to spend us much time in Italy as he wanted, and myself and Mrs R were always on the verge of splitting up, so we didn't want to take on the flat just by ourselves. We sold up, thus never had the chance to see Colonel Gaddafi's son and, er, Jay Bothroyd, turning out for Perugia. Dreadful owners and utter incompetence allowed the club to go bust about 2010 and now a phoenix club plays in Serie B. Haven't been to Italy for about 15 years. ? That's something I'll have to put right soon. It's just my favourite place.

Well, he's certainly not Virgil....

Strikers nearly always cost more than midfielders. It's not always logical, because we can all name great midfielders who have been absolutely critical to their team's success, but it does seem the way of the world. If Semenyo keeps scoring, I reckon he'll go for more than Scott, even though he's older.

Absolutely right. He looks like a man who sees the elements he has been trying to instill finally kick in to place. Fine tuning needed of course, but that's the same with any club, but for the first time in a long time we look "a proposition".

It is. A Baroque era banger. Plus "Zadok the Priest" sounds like a bit character from an early episode of Star Trek.

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