If by Rudyard Kipling

In the Mexico 1986 World Cup, Bobby Robson lost his captain (injured) and midfielder (crazy red card) and we were facing Poland, a team who had prevented us from reaching major tournaments in the past.

Step forward, Gary Lineker.
A 3-0 win and momentum was gained.

A reminder, that, when the going gets tough, the tough get going…

I really hope that the players step up tonight. As many supporters have said on the UTS forum, the fans care so much about Walsall FC. The players don’t want a relegation on their CV and Dutton is drinking at the last chance saloon.

I pray that these words echo in their heads as they enter the tunnel at Roots Hall at 6:55pm tonight:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

And in the words of Mike Bassett, I hope that Mr. Dutton plays a “4 - 4 - ****in - 2” formation tonight! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TPVtl6Xoew&t=1s



the chairman realised he was running a football club hurtling towards non league football he might have acted by now

Does he needs fans outside the ground on a match day to make themselves heard