Sunday, 11 November 2018

AMWAT: Recap

* U19s are losing players everywhere - and losing matches too

* the former groundsman is said to be looking at legal action to get his wages. He had been groundsman for 25 years.

* there is someone who is banned from football, involved in the club in several ways. And shouting at everyone else.

* the BCFCSA, which had gone dormant, is now reactivating itself. A meeting is scheduled. This is sensible, ahead of a crucial AGM vote re. transfer of loans into shares.

* crowds continue to fall to half of last season's average, and probably an eighth of what a successful and honest team on the pitch would attract


Since I started writing what's more or less a personal diary of this season, I've lost all faith in football. I've lost 35 years of support and love and frustration and the occasional triumph. I've lost the possibility of heading to weird little places and meeting people I've not seen for months or years, and having a jar with them like it'd been only a couple of hours.

I've written less poetry, less prose, fewer words. It feels I am a bit blocked-up by this bullshit. I'm entirely less motivated by anything now. Just... whatever. Treading water.

But.

The meeting of the BCFCSA and what might come of that is a spark that might relight the flame. I am sick of being downbeat and lost and holed.

Course, you could say that the old club was lost a couple of years back when this path was taken, for whatever reason. Course, you could say we'd be in Cymru Alliance now anyway, skint and struggling. But ya know. It'd've been relatively honestly done, at least. I think most of us - a lot of us anyway - are ready for the edifice to fall.

What was it that Malcolm McLaren used to say? Believe in the ruins?

Mind you, one of his other slogans was Cash from Chaos wasn't it. Which is kinda where we came in.

In years to come we'll know Who Killed Bambi.

Friday, 2 November 2018

A Man Without A Team: The End Game?

We now know why Bangor City failed the licence, and it's not particularly happy reading. Here's the auditors' rather uncompromising explanation, courtesy of the Daily Post.

And here's an analysis by a Chester City fan. Chester were also taken for something of an interesting ride by the same owners, and that didn't end well either.

There's also been much coverage of a money-laundering crackdown promised by the government.

Now whether that extends to semi-professional football clubs, or is relevant in any case, is debatable.

What isn't debatable is that fans - ordinary fans, people who just want to watch a game - are talking about tipping off the national economic crime centre about their own club.

Let's just pause to let that one sink in.

Meanwhile the comrades continue to gather outside of the walls. There will be another way, but it will be messy getting there. When long-standing supporters like J D-J feel alienated, things really are in the end game.

There's a residual angle being pushed forward by regime-ish characters, and that is that the former administration are culpable because they authorised the handover of power to the current regime. There's some twisted logic to it isn't there. Like, "it's your fault, you knew they were bad apples". Which is kind of like the Fast Show character that is a bit of a geezer, who tells you he's gonna take your stuff, and duly does.

Whose fault is it? The person who's been told they're gonna get robbed, but falls into the trap anyway? Or the person doing the robbing?

Obviously, it's the robber isn't it.

Anyone trying to blame the innocent person for naivety is on very shaky moral ground indeed.

There is an AGM coming up, at which the shareholders will vote on whether the regime's loans can indeed be converted into shares. This would make VSM majority shareholder. It might well be the case that absentee shareholders don't vote. That would be another step toward the end. Once the VSM loans are shares, the club will be responsible for servicing that debt should they call it in. And that means whoever might want to take over will have to find the best part of 500k to clean up the club.

And, well, what was that about the new crime centre?

Ay, ay, ay. What tangled webs.


Friday, 26 October 2018

AMWAT: Another GM

So there is gonna be an Annual General Meeting, and it looks like it's been called properly in plenty of time. Which is a start isn't it.

I expect all shareholders will get the agenda in due course. The interesting part will be when it's discussing the ratification of the loan-to-shares that the notional owners decided to give themselves about six months or so ago. Should that happen to be rubber-stamped then they will truly own the majority shareholding, legally, and - well - the implications of that are fairly obvious.

The interim/caretaker manager might well stay on I guess. He's pursuing his UEFA badges and might decide to do that with the first team rather than the U19s. He does talk the talk, but the financial side entirely overshadows everything else.

Talking of the age groups, there are rumours that kids are being asked to pay for trials with the academy system. No idea if there's any truth in that, but what is undeniable is that on falling from grace and being ejected from the Welsh Prem the club lost funding assistance for the academy. So that cash - £19k was mentioned but I've no idea if that's true - that cash has been lost. What happens next is again unclear.

So the mire and the swampy tread continue to sink the club.

We might have been challenging for the Welsh Prem this season. It was all going in that direction. Maybe we'd have progressed in Europe. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

And now?



Thursday, 25 October 2018

AMWAT: I see the future and it is called hope










































No comment needed. Love and unity will bring us through this strange and difficult time.

Wednesday, 24 October 2018

O noes Xmas cancellated omg wot omg ffs


Christmas has been renamed
Winterval
Halloween has been replaced
By Autumnval

Poppies have been banned
For shame
Bonfire Night has been slammed
For its name

This year Jesus will not be
Allowed in school
No angels on top of trees
It’s PC rules

Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Does anyone really ever believe this shit?
Never mind PC
It’s Racist Cunts gone mad

Can’t blame social media really
Just people
The next generation will see
Right through

This shit This shit
This shit This shit
This shit This shit
This shit This shit

Because if you live online
You know
That mostly it’s all lies
And so
It’s only us older fuckers
That read
A Facebook update
And seethe

The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
The young ‘uns won’t believe this shit
With luck
They’ll see it off, thank fuck

Virtual worlds will matter
And so
Personality will shatter
And so
Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

We’ve had our chance and look at the fucking state
Of it
We’ve never really understood the fucking shape
Of it
Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

Bring it Bring it
Bring it Bring it

The kids are alright.



Sunday, 21 October 2018

AMWAT: Stockholm Syndrome

I can't help but like our Director of Football from his interviews. This one, for example, he comes across as pretty articulate and honestly committed to the club.

I mean, his signings have nearly all been pretty excellent over the last few years.

But the problem was never on the pitch was it? Until now, at least.

It's a strange old situation this isn't it. Very strange indeed.

Ay carumba. Amidst all the absolute nonsense maybe this can be turned around yet.

Can it?

Or have I had too much Henry Westons?

Is there such a thing as too much Henry Westons? I mean. It's not exactly Frosty Fucking Jack is it. This shit is tasty. Henry Westons was clearly made from actual apples, rather than counting as cider because one of the cousins of one of the workers in whatever chemical plant they mix Frosty Jack in once saw a magazine article about Apple Computers. I like to think of it as Trampagne. But then that makes me a hypocrite doesn't it, given the amount of Frosty's I've drunk over the years. Although the seventh post here makes me a bit worried.

And.

I just realised I said 'our' again in that first sentence.

Once your team has got you it's for life really isn't it.

I am very confused at the moment.

I started with Jack and I'll end up in the shit one way or another I guess. Selah.