It's a pretty basic general rule, isn't it? Broadly speaking, you don't change a winning/unbeaten team. Well, we did, and it did not go...

It wasn't quite a 100% record for the month. But we're unbeaten in September and we didn't concede a goal in open play. That's no so bad,...

3 games, 3 wins, 3 clean sheets. September is very much our time, and Oldham are very much back. Shout out to our friends Saraan and...

I told you, dude. I fucking told you, bro. Write August off, September is our time. Firstly, I’m sorry to be mean, but it needs saying:...

I told you September was going to be our time. The dog days of summer are over, kids. Autumn, and Oldham, are back. It was a changed line...

I don’t know why I was so sure we were going to win last Saturday. Ah well. That’s August over and done with. September is gonna be our...

It's coming. That first Football League win is coming. Maybe it'll come today. It should have come last Saturday, though. I think...

Go on, admit it, the post Wembley euphoria was weird and unsettling. The frustration and disappointment is cosy and familiar, like your...

Hello, hello, Mellonball’s back, Mellonball’s back. 2 league games, 2 draws. I’m not knocking it. Worked out OK for us last season. There...

Our pre season was shit. League Two referees are shit. Mellon doesn’t know what he’s doing. Who the fuck even are these signings? We are...

Well hello again, Football League! Did you miss us? We sure as fuck missed you. God, it’s good to be back. No, we weren’t sure we’d see...

You may recall that, when football came home in 2022, it was 3 days after the Rothwells’ takeover of our club was confirmed. “ Imagine ...

I would die for Sarina Wiegman. Which is just as well, as she clearly hates me and is trying to kill me. I was a lot more confident about...

Football, eh? Fucking Nora. As Alex Ferguson didn’t say. What a summer it’s turning out to be. Bizarrely, I had a dream on Saturday...

Ah, what an enjoyable summer it’s turning out to be. I want it to go on forever. Not that I’m not looking forward to Milton Keynes away…....

Football never sleeps, so neither does this blog. One international tournament ends, another begins, and the fun at Boundary Park (and on...

Ah, what a lovely summer it’s turning out to be. Enjoying the Club World Cup? No, I can’t be arsed with it either. But don’t worry, real...

Thirty-four years. Thirty-four fucking years. The last time we won a trophy, the Soviet Union still existed, the Premier League didn’t, I...

Morning all. Sleep well last night, did you? No, me neither. And I dare say I won’t tonight either. Let's get the negative stuff out of...

Twenty three points. York City finished twenty three points ahead of us. Seven wins and two draws ahead of us, if you will. And we...