Baggage

Off to see the Jambos in the daylight, full of hope and anticipation of our new high-press game. The light was fading by half-time, the players having already forgotten the plan after a decent enough half-hour, and as the crowd grew more restless the players grew more clueless, before it all finished in darkness and gloom. Herr Stendel has inherited a right load of baggage. He’s going to have his work cut out just to keep us in the league!