And a dinner date with a nice lady starts with you ironing more creases into your shirt and ends the next morning with strong feelings of loneliness, shame and inadequacy when she leaves without a word. Lest we forget the undetected bullsh*tting you successfully produced the night before when feigning interest in her degree (Logan nodding in at the Don Valley), the moment she described your cooking as "genuinely edible" (Harley stroking it in against Huddersfield) or the near record-breaking 7 and a half minutes you lasted before letting everything out and shrieking in euphoria when Nardiello shimmied this way and that before poking past Romain Larrieu. It's hardly like we spent the night harpooning Rococo's divorcees in the Conference South or negotiating with toothless Bulgarian prostitutes in the Western League is it? We spent three years drinking cocktails with university graduates who were way out of our league and we would quite often stick it in the back of the net - who could forget the threesome at the Valley? Of course, our previous conquests wouldn't look twice at us now, as we draft a message to Tinder HQ questioning why our app isn't working. But football is unending and, while this phrase is one to be scoffed at in its usual context, is it not all about the journey? Is it that the events during Tisdale's tenure have no relevance once you've picked your arbitrary point in time and measured this against where he started? Life at ECFC is undeniably sh*t at this moment in time and much of the criticism levelled at the club has merit and plausibility. Despite this I find your quoted sentence absolutely tragic as it undermines the enjoyment we fans get from watching lower league football. You may well believe it is all now coming to a grisly end but even if it is, anybody who doesn't appreciate the many incredible days Paul Tisdale has provided this club, and worse still didn't appreciate it at the time, has my pity. Otherwise, what's the point?
To describe a season where we finished 10th and broke our all-time away record as a 'disaster' is absolutely ridiculous. Half of the players you have listed were under contract anyway, and many of those we signed were in the football wilderness. How can you genuinely pick Doherty as an example of gambling money? He couldn't get into Bath City's Conference side and had kept himself about as fit as a pork scratching. That season was a success - we steadied the ship and did well to make that squad one challenging for promotion. Take a look at the squads of the four clubs that got promoted that season and compare them to ours. If you think that ours was put together on a similar budget then I am afraid it is in fact you who is the 'seriously dim' one.
Just FYI, Pete, I think Mogga is endulging in a little bit of literary bull****.. I can't for the life of me imagine why he would spend so much time spewing up such cr*p.
