The zombie club is finally, irrevocably, and officially dead.
No tears here.
1876 will be known as Bangor City 1876 from next season on. There is also the imminent prospect of a new chapter.
It involves in part a kind of, uh, interesting linkup with a businessman who, huge respect to him, has worked wonders on the stadium recently.
The club remains, in all team related ways, fan owned.
Who knows what the future holds?
I'm tempted to say that all this shit that has gone on has brought the important things back to the community.
We lose those and we lose our soul.
I can't say it won't ever happen again. Humans are unpredictable.
I just hope and trust we don't lose sight of the power we created when we really needed to. The way football in Bangor was wrested back from foul chancers.
The way we all found our club was within us all along. Most importantly, the way we learned how to work and use that unity to build better and stronger.
What happens on the pitch is only a part of it. In a sense, it's a minor part.
Still ruins my night if we lose of course.
