Indeed - they share the nickname with both Bristol City and Swindon Town ... similar to us and Carlisle United who share 'the foxes' .... and Millwall and the The Royal Gynaecological Society FC....
Notts County manager coming across as a right short arse nonce at the end for some reason. Steve Coterill looks well. Nearly died not long ago.
Had never heard of Carlisle being referred to as Foxes which my bored googling confirms despite their mascot being a fox named Olga. Not quite bored enough to investigate this further but probably will later. More importantly, all eyes on the National League today where two big games will impact Bwood’s title charge.
No I didn't know about the nickname either... https://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2010/jan/29/carlisle-olga-the-fox-harry-pearson Also read on Carlisle's wiki page they were the first to employ Bill Shankly as a manager, having been a player for them... From Shankly's wiki page: Shankly came from a small Scottish mining community and was one of five brothers who played football professionally. He played as a ball-winning right-half and was capped twelve times for Scotland, including seven wartime internationals. He spent one season at Carlisle United before spending the rest of his career at Preston North End, with whom he won the FA Cup in 1938. His playing career was interrupted by his service in the Royal Air Force during the Second World War. He became a manager after he retired from playing in 1949, returning to Carlisle United. He later managed Grimsby Town, Workington[5][6] and Huddersfield Town before moving to become Liverpool manager in December 1959.
This bit at the end of that Guardian ^ story, oh for the good ole days My friend Ed, who is a Hartlepool fan, says that when he used to visit Brunton Park as an away supporter in the pre‑Taylor report days when grounds still had security fences, there was an old steward at Brunton Park who used to direct visitors into their pens with a call of "Come by, come by" as if he was herding sheep. Sadly, I never encountered this old fellow, but once when I went with Ed to watch Pools play at Brunton Park I witnessed an illuminating exchange between two rival fans. As we left the ground a local likely lad shouted: "You hang monkeys," at the Pools supporters. "You shag sheep," came the crisp and witty reply from the bloke in front of me. "Well, you hang monkeys." The Carlisle fan hit back. "And you shag sheep." "You hang monkeys." "Aye well, I'd rather hang a monkey than shag a sheep." "Aye, well, I'd rather shag a ... Er, **** off you." Admittedly, it wasn't exactly Oscar Wilde and James McNeill Whistler, but the recollection has kept me amused during many a dark evening.
