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With ninety two minutes showing on the Stadium clock, my report was to be a tale of heroic achievement.
Of a team of warriors in white shirts coming back from the dead to earn a magnificent draw against the Championship leaders.
Sixty seconds later, we had 10 warriors on the field and a dagger had been thrust through the hearts of team and fans alike. Pukki got lucky as a cross was only half cleared but his excellent finish proved that not all stories have a happy ending.
But after another hugely worrying week in the club’s history, Phil Parkinson and his men do deserve the accolades that were coming their way from fans of both sides as we trudged out of the ground into the night air. Are we allowed to believe the words of the 1997 hit D-Ream single, “It can only get better”? I wish I could answer that one just now.
Coach Number One (there was no Coach Number Two) had departed Bolton car park at 7.30am on a cold, wet morning. With only around 40 diehards aboard, the mood was surprisingly positive, although much of the conversation centred around our off field issues and was liberally sprinkled with graveyard humour to keep our spirits up.
Without doubt, supporters do realise just how serious the financial problems are at the club and most feel it is now incumbent on our owner, Mr Anderson, to clearly identify the path forward, in particular with respect to the cash flow position without new investment in the short term. The PFA helping to pay the late November wages is one very large red warning light in the eyes of many.
Arriving back at the ground just before 10.30pm reality had by then sunk in. Despite an excellent performance against a very good team which gives some hope going forward, the harsh truth of one win in 17 games was staring us in the face.
Three points from a possible 33 is relegation form in any competition and henceforth results must matter far more than performances. We have to try and keep the faith, however hard that is and remind ourselves that this is our club and it will survive.
One last point for those regular Fan’s Report readers. Lunch was chicken sandwiches, salt and vinegar crisps and an assortment of fruit. Back over to you, Mr Houghton!
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Of a team of warriors in white shirts coming back from the dead to earn a magnificent draw against the Championship leaders.
Sixty seconds later, we had 10 warriors on the field and a dagger had been thrust through the hearts of team and fans alike. Pukki got lucky as a cross was only half cleared but his excellent finish proved that not all stories have a happy ending.
But after another hugely worrying week in the club’s history, Phil Parkinson and his men do deserve the accolades that were coming their way from fans of both sides as we trudged out of the ground into the night air. Are we allowed to believe the words of the 1997 hit D-Ream single, “It can only get better”? I wish I could answer that one just now.
Coach Number One (there was no Coach Number Two) had departed Bolton car park at 7.30am on a cold, wet morning. With only around 40 diehards aboard, the mood was surprisingly positive, although much of the conversation centred around our off field issues and was liberally sprinkled with graveyard humour to keep our spirits up.
Without doubt, supporters do realise just how serious the financial problems are at the club and most feel it is now incumbent on our owner, Mr Anderson, to clearly identify the path forward, in particular with respect to the cash flow position without new investment in the short term. The PFA helping to pay the late November wages is one very large red warning light in the eyes of many.
Arriving back at the ground just before 10.30pm reality had by then sunk in. Despite an excellent performance against a very good team which gives some hope going forward, the harsh truth of one win in 17 games was staring us in the face.
Three points from a possible 33 is relegation form in any competition and henceforth results must matter far more than performances. We have to try and keep the faith, however hard that is and remind ourselves that this is our club and it will survive.
One last point for those regular Fan’s Report readers. Lunch was chicken sandwiches, salt and vinegar crisps and an assortment of fruit. Back over to you, Mr Houghton!
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