The Wednesday Report

Firstly this week, I would like to start with a serious matter. Craig Pead on the right wing? Uh? It worries me when you see this kind of decision being taken and I have trust in ‘Dickie,` but there comes a point where you begin to wonder. With our new found glory in the shape of ‘The Fang` (or Carlos Fangueiro); it becomes a strange decision to leave a player of his ability on the subs bench picking his nose, while watching the world (and pay cheques) go by. It`s the only decision this year that has worried me. However, a good 1-1 draw at Barnet meant that the team side stepped that oversized banana skin that was placed under their feet last week, mainly by me. It all looked ‘oh, hear we go again, it`s just typical` in the first half with the classic 1-0 down scenario, which we have been accustomed to in the last few seasons. An equaliser in the second half was always possible, and surely enough, guess who, yep, that’s right, Deano to the rescue with a left footed 18 yarder. Oh well, it wasn`t three points, but the banana skin was swept up by Deano and unbeaten records were restored. Albeit, only a point, and a lucky one at that, but you can never have it all I suppose.

Secondly, well done to Swindon. Denis Wise has done a good job, so far, and we now know how high the bar is in League Two. Now, we must polvolt over it and kick them down to earth. Come on Saddlers, let`s be having yer! Next up, erm?Grimsby, home of fishy people, apparently. Anyway, for me personally, this game is a matter of life or banishment from university forever (with death on the side). Yes, I happen to be mates at university with a Grimsby/Newcastle fan (what can I say, he likes the stripes) and if we lose, I will be a laughing stock. So, please I beg of you, Walsall, please just win 5-0 and have done with it.

I would like to finish off this week by congratulating Walsall on being the same as ever in the transfer market; which generally, nine times out of ten, sees Mr Chairman saying: ‘Come over to us we have?no not there?no?.oi, can you hear me?.hey, I said?oh, he`s gone.` Of course, when I refer to 33 year-old Millwall striker Carl Asaba, this did not even happen; more of an ‘erm?no thank you` from the former Sheffield United man. This is a player offered a chance by ‘Dickie` to come down a league for regular first-team football and he told us to stuff it. GOOD! He`s rubbish! Millwall have a striker crisis; what does that say about him if even he doesn`t play? Just a thought. I can also tell you, Asaba`s rejection was probably over the house and car problem, something that was experienced by Chris Nicholl last season; who told me exclusively that it was the only sole reason for him not taking over from ‘Merse,` well, so he said.

P.S. Hey, England played attacking football, which is nice. However, you are bound to win when a team play a left back with the ability of a 12 year-old boy (and that`s being generous, a toddler could`ve done a better job); the striker was more of a second goalkeeper (in the stands); and their manager made Mike Bassett look like Jose Mourinho: what was he doing? The team talk before the match could only have been: ‘All right lads?oh?sorry. All right boys, coochie coo, we need to stick everybody behind the ball, so here`s some concrete and go build yourselves into a wall on the goal-line.` Versatile. Do they even know how to play the game? Were their limbs made out of match sticks? I`m sorry, but even if you had put Merson`s Walsall side up against England, at least there would have been some football played by that team, even though it would`ve been a Cricket score. That was not a game of football, it was a crèche.