Enough misery, I say. Enough!
We must move on with blue marker in hand, like a demented Tory poster writer. We must prevail. We must head north to conquer. We must get Shoehorn Stephens in the team again. We must channel our anger toward Blackburn for being the spiritual home of our latest pantomime bellend, Jason Wilcox.
Moreover, we must now win ten games in a row and I shall take us through it, hand in hand, like an over-protective balding mother back to the promised land of VAR and 9-0 losses. It is our destiny.
As most of you will know, The Beatles, at their prophetic best wrote a song about this fixture, called Blackburn, and I've faithfully reprinted the lyrics for you below to sing along to in your own time. That's in your own time, like a Bazunu dive.
Blackburn (McCartney, no, not Alex. That's McCarthy).
Blackburn winning because we are ****e,
Sell off Danny Ings and learn to cry.
Keep ball for life,
Perpetually waiting for a moment to arise.
Blackburn scoring on ninety-nine,
Maybe we regret playing Bree.
Keep ball for life.
Why the **** didn't you start KWP?
(Are you) Barry Fry,
Barry Fry.
Bree on the right,
And a DM light...
Shoehorn Stephens in cos it's right,
He's like Tyrone Mings without the bite.
Keep ball for life,
Baz will start his dive at about midnight.
Ball for life...
Let's just keep possession, I'm sure it will end right.
I think you'll all agree, one of their finest.
Onto the game itself, and I have no idea which referee it'll be. Probably someone a bit rubbish, but at least they have to make decisions.
Szmodics will score. Probably in the 99th minute, as predicted by The Beatles, with a pea-shooter that dribbles through Bazunu's legs, after we've held a comfortable 1-0 lead and sat on it as if it were 1000-0 for about 80 minutes.
In all seriousness though. Please just play your best team. In case you were wondering what that was, here it is, Russ -
Bazunu
KWP THB Bednarek Manning/Bree
Downes Aribo
Armstrong (A) Armstrong (S) Fraser
Adams
Practice the hell out of one touch, quick, progressive football with attacking intent this week. Then do it in the game.
If we do that for the next 8 games, well. Who knows? (Other than The Beatles).
We must move on with blue marker in hand, like a demented Tory poster writer. We must prevail. We must head north to conquer. We must get Shoehorn Stephens in the team again. We must channel our anger toward Blackburn for being the spiritual home of our latest pantomime bellend, Jason Wilcox.
Moreover, we must now win ten games in a row and I shall take us through it, hand in hand, like an over-protective balding mother back to the promised land of VAR and 9-0 losses. It is our destiny.
As most of you will know, The Beatles, at their prophetic best wrote a song about this fixture, called Blackburn, and I've faithfully reprinted the lyrics for you below to sing along to in your own time. That's in your own time, like a Bazunu dive.
Blackburn (McCartney, no, not Alex. That's McCarthy).
Blackburn winning because we are ****e,
Sell off Danny Ings and learn to cry.
Keep ball for life,
Perpetually waiting for a moment to arise.
Blackburn scoring on ninety-nine,
Maybe we regret playing Bree.
Keep ball for life.
Why the **** didn't you start KWP?
(Are you) Barry Fry,
Barry Fry.
Bree on the right,
And a DM light...
Shoehorn Stephens in cos it's right,
He's like Tyrone Mings without the bite.
Keep ball for life,
Baz will start his dive at about midnight.
Ball for life...
Let's just keep possession, I'm sure it will end right.
I think you'll all agree, one of their finest.
Onto the game itself, and I have no idea which referee it'll be. Probably someone a bit rubbish, but at least they have to make decisions.
Szmodics will score. Probably in the 99th minute, as predicted by The Beatles, with a pea-shooter that dribbles through Bazunu's legs, after we've held a comfortable 1-0 lead and sat on it as if it were 1000-0 for about 80 minutes.
In all seriousness though. Please just play your best team. In case you were wondering what that was, here it is, Russ -
Bazunu
KWP THB Bednarek Manning/Bree
Downes Aribo
Armstrong (A) Armstrong (S) Fraser
Adams
Practice the hell out of one touch, quick, progressive football with attacking intent this week. Then do it in the game.
If we do that for the next 8 games, well. Who knows? (Other than The Beatles).

