What To Address To Wisey, Written On A Bed Sheet
September 24th, 2006 by Matt PocockOk, I’ve put my hands up. I’m not a hardcore Swindon supporter. I don’t have a scarf touched by Jamie Cureton. I don’t have a dartboard with Iffy Onoura in the middle and certainly I certainly don’t pray in front of a Dennis Wise poster. So I don’t go to the away games. Big deal.
But I have picked up on something.
Something bad.
But later for that. Right now, thanks to our tantalising 1 - 1 with Notts County, we’ve slipped to fourth. Fola Onibuje, the very man I was raving about last time, scored our goal just after half time, putting us very slightly ahead and reversing the Notts County dressing-room chat. But they found some courage and pulled back in there through Alan White in the 67th minute.
So now we’re fourth, at the bottom of a 4-team plateau made up of Walsall, at the top thanks to the 5-0 smashing of Peterborough. Then comes Lincoln, level on points but a little shy of goals. Then comes Wycombe, level on points with us and only 1 ahead on goal difference. Then us, backing up the rear with our red flags and shaky English football legends from a bygone era. Sorry. I shouldn’t speak about the governor in that way, even though he has as much involvement in the team as a banana does in NASA.
Now then comes Wycombe. Tuesday will be the deadline day for a good win. We need one. Wycombe, if we win, will be a rocket up the ass for Swindon and will more than likely fly it up to League One with more velocity than a yellow card flying out of a European referee’s pocket. *COUGH* Uriah Rennie *COUGH* Or that could be a hyped statement News of the World would be proud of.
But on a serious note, we need to win on Thursday. The players will be tired thanks to the frustrating game on Saturday. Wise needs to get them in a state of mind that will guarantee a win against a side that could so easily snatch a win from nothing, and steal a place in League One right from our out-stretched fingers. And when your away to a side that’s not only doing well; but as desperate to win as you, you can’t help feeling nervous for the players. So here’s a message for Wisey: ?GOOD LUCK!? And another message to Wisey, if I may: ?PLEASE DON’T LEAVE US!?
Dennis Wise, hero and managerial prodigy, could be leaving Swindon. Leeds United have just sacked Kevin Blackwell, as you very well know. This isn’t hype, and it isn’t rubbish, because Wise has come out and said that he’s had an interview with them. Their chairman, Ken Bates, is a known friend and admirer of Dennis Wise thanks to their Chelsea days. So here’s the time when I stop being creative and start quoting the Swindon Advertiser, something any self-respecting football fan should never have to go through. God bless them all.
The director of Swindon, Bob Holt, said this in an interview:
?We’ve had no formal approach or unofficial approach for Dennis,”
“We want to hang on to him forever. We’ll do our upmost to keep him at the County Ground.
“It would be madness if we didn’t try and keep him.”
So all that’s very well and good. But if Leeds offer half a million, or even up to 2 or 3 million for Dennis, then we can’t really refuse that. And if Wisey goes, everything goes. His superstar coaching staff, Gus Poyet, Incey, everything. So I’d like to be the first to write in spray paint on a duvet cover:
PLEASE DON’T LEAVE, WISEY. WE LOVE AND YOU ARE THE QUINTESSENTIAL ESSENCE OF SWINDON TOWN. IF YOU LEAVE WE WILL BE REDUCED TO SCROUNGING WITH THE SUNDAY LEAGUE FOOTBALL TEAMS AND TRYING TO GET OUR KICKS FROM SHOUTING AT WHOEVER THEY WILL REPLACE YOU WITH.
Then again, that’s a fair bit for a bed sheet.
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