So, farewell Steven Gregory. In a transfer that ultimately took nobody by surprise, he’s heading towards the South Coast to Bournemouth for the usual “undisclosed fee”. At least it finally shows why we moved for Max Porter so quickly after the playoff final. Whether it really was true that intially strong interest had been going
Blimey. We all thought things would pick up again after TB got back off holiday, but you can imagine the shock when reading on the OS the following headline : Five Sign Up Today. And no, it wasn’t an announcement the shit early 2000s boy band had signed a marketing deal with us. Two of
… although even on this warm summer’s day, if you shake it all about you’d probably get arrested. Considering there’s no World Cup, Euro Championships or even Intertoto Cup to distract us, this is turning into a very weird close season. Namely, there doesn’t seem to have been much of a close season at all.
The fixtures are out, there’s transfers aplenty and a shorter-than-expected close season upon us. It’s all happening in the weird and wonderful world of AFC Wimbledon. So, where does SW19 start? With a picture of a game your editor was at on Monday, of course. It finished Malmo 2 Kalmar 0 by the way. Actually,
So, Palace away in the first round of the Carling Cup then? Shame we’re only indirectly drawn against them. This poxy prelim tie we have to play has taken the gloss of what should be one of THE best ties we could get. The whole 1991-2002 period is worth a book on its own, and
When we moaned about not hearing any player news, we weren’t expecting Danny Kedwell to be putting in a transfer request…. Anyway, it’s true – our club captain and all round Mr AFC Wimbledon has decided he doesn’t want to be with us anymore. And you thought us finding out playing Crawley was a shock.
.. Crawley in the Carling Cup prelim. And no, that’s not a wind-up. So, after plenty of grumbling about lack of pre-season fixtures, we finally find out why. Got to say, my jaw is still throbbing after it hit the floor at a rate of knots upon reading this, and I bet I’m not the
It’s June, so it must be the footballing equivalent of purgatory… As the players come back from their Las Vegas pissup end-of-season training session, and as our club representatives fly off to the Football League AGM pissup in Cyprus – yes, really – things might start getting going again. We’ve still yet to announce pre-season
