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Friday 19 October 2018

A Man Without A Team: A Team Without A Man(ager)

Well, well, well.

Something of an inevitability about the fact that Craig Harrison has taken his delicious decolletage to warmer climes, that is to say, Connah's Quay.

Now, the reason given is that Mooby-boobies wanted to take a full-time job on. That's understandable. It's non-league football isn't it. And, yes, I know the Welsh Prem is on paper the top league in Wales, but it's still about the standard of the bloody NPL at best. Anyway, City are in the Cymru Alliance which is non-league in those terms too.

SVJ - who has been a footballer, at least, and seems to have decent contacts for players - has taken over along with Alan Lewer (who two years back came to us, went to Southport, came back, went again, had a testimonial vs Liverpool U23s) and Luke 'Persil' Purcell, who apparently is general manager at the club.

There are rumours players weren't getting paid. Rumours are rumours. Nothing you can do to stop them, and nothing to stop speculation apart from clear and frank communication. Which has hardly been the strong point round those parts for three years or so, has it.

So yeah. Usual names will be linked won't they. Mark Wright, Neil Young, probably fucking Zebedee from the Magic Roundabout. Alan Morgan was our assistant boss to Nev in some of the early successes, so chuck that into the ring too. And, of course, Phil Baker has just retired from playing. Well, take your pick.

So The Most Successful Boss In Welsh Domestic Football (yeah, yeah, I know) has gone. He followed GTF and Kev Nic out the door just a few months after being hailed as the saviour to lead us back to the promised land (trips to the Franchise eight times a season). GTF followed Ian Dawes, who was gonna do great things when they went full-time (and got sacked for not being on a course for the Pro License). Dawes followed Andy Legg, who lasted two months before departing (no real reason given aside from talk he couldn't commit to full-time, specially living in Nottingham). Legg followed Nev Powell, who'd initially been told he was given a budget and would be backed 100%.

I did write a while back that it was the definition of a poisoned chalice, and Harrison's got the hell outa Dodge soon as he realised exactly what was going on around him.

Hardly a shock that this has happened again, is it. I'm not surprised, but I am a bit sad that this merry-go-round of malignancy is still whirring and chucking out dogshit at all that surround it. Sooner the gears break and it's condemned by the council, the better.

And yeah fuck all those metaphors. What an absolute joke that club has become.

In the real world, things still happen. We lost a great comrade this week. Someone whose passion and heart and support took him all round Europe well into his eighth decade on the planet. Small mercies I guess that he missed out on this latest piece of nonsense.

RIP DR.


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