Having said I wouldn't dwell on the past...
Pre-season has been the normal run of the mill one for Saints….
We had been deducted ten points the tail end of the season before for falling into administration. Barclays - they who pour countless millions into the Premier League - pushed us over the edge because we were approximately sixty grand over our overdraft limit. We had managed to be relegated twice on one week, once by the deduction and once by the more conventional method of being shite. Despite our pathetic attempt to dodge the bullet on a technicality, the punishment was applied this season because we managed to go into administration a week after the deadline (cheers Rupert!).
Then, the board was kicked out by the Administrator who then tried to sell the club to the Pinnacle Group whose 'Money Man' was Micky Fialka, a nice Jewish taxi-driver who lived with his mum. When it came down to it, not only did he not have a pot to piss in but also didn’t known where to buy the pot from in the first place, nor how to undo his flies.
With time running out, players leaving left right and centre and a very real threat of going bust, a saviour from Switzerland call Markus Liebherr was found and we were saved. A proper manager, Alan Pardew was appointed and as he went about his work. He differs from our recent managers in a small but important way:- he actually knows what he’s doing which is pleasant change from the collection of incompetent morons we’ve grown used to. Pardew then, in a move that again smacked of competence, signed a couple of players in Dan Harding and Graeme Murty, to fill positions that had not had a suitable occupant for about three years. So, optimism returned in spades and 11,000+ season tickets flew out of the ticket office, including one for me and one for my Dad. All good things come to those who wait....
Bring it on!!!!
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