Belgradeowl

Portsmouth is a good hunting ground for us, so I reckon we could do quite well this afternoon and only lose 3-0! It’s all so depressingly pointless - literally!

Nope! First game 1961! So I’ve seen enough troughs to know a peak has to begin again somewhere! Keep the protests strong and loud……and never lose faith, it will happen

First three pts of the season and a new owner announced in the following week. Mid September, 2025 could go down as the most important date in modern SWFC history. C’mon you Owls……..2-1.

Cheers to maddogbob for stepping up to the plate. Best wishes to all involved in the protests - make a helluva noise! Football? Ok if we’re playing I’m sure we’ll do our utmost to win and the fans likewise in their support of the team. Very strange (match)days!

Two games in and so much positive emotion on display at the end of both of them. I’ll have to keep a box of tissues handy for match days if this keeps happening………to wipe my tears!!!!! can’t wait to see the scenes at the end of tonight with fans and players together

“sink all Gondolas”

Oh yes there is!

Welcome back, M’Lord!

Who’s coaching the goalkeepers? Charles will be itching to go for obvious reasons AND because he’ll be feeling he is just stagnating without any specialist coaching to help him work on improving his game !!

All we have to do is get right behind him, STAY right behind him and wish him every good fortune. He deserves nothing less!

F off you complete muppet!

I started a thread on here about a month ago titled ‘Deliberate Demise’ - it got my best response ever at 4 pages ! It suggested that Daftone was intentionally taking the club out of business. The overwhelming consensus then was that even DC could not be that stupid or spiteful! I wonder if people might be having a change of mind about that. Surely what is going on now has to be a deliberately spiteful act?

And I’m sure it does help……I was only teasing !

“I just don’t care”………” I just don’t care anymore”……” I just dont care”……..the lady doth protest too much, methinks’

My parents ran The Bradway pub and I remember sitting up at the counter on one of bar stools waiting for the delivery man to come through the door carrying a pile of Green Uns. If I’m right, I think they used to arrive about 6.30 - amazingly soon after the matches ended!