My mates who support other teams just don’t understand. They glance at the results, and the Championship table, and send me texts saying things like: “I bet you’re thrilled with your team.”
My mates who support other teams just don’t understand. They glance at the results, and the Championship table, and send me texts saying things like: “I bet you’re thrilled with your team.”
I guess that was the wake-up call we all knew was inevitable, sooner or later. Our injury-ravaged squad couldn’t realistically be expected to keep winning game after game.
I guess that was the wake-up call we all knew was inevitable, sooner or later. Our injury-ravaged squad couldn’t realistically be expected to keep winning game after game.
Finally, the worst, dullest, most frustrating season of the 50 I’ve been supporting Ipswich Town has whimpered to a finish.
Finally, the worst, dullest, most frustrating season of the 50 I’ve been supporting Ipswich Town has whimpered to a finish.
Finally, the worst, dullest, most frustrating season of the 50 I’ve been supporting Ipswich Town has whimpered to a finish.
Finally, the worst, dullest, most frustrating season of the 50 I’ve been supporting Ipswich Town has whimpered to a finish.
Finally, the worst, dullest, most frustrating season of the 50 I’ve been supporting Ipswich Town has whimpered to a finish.
I had a wild and foolish thought on Saturday morning.
