I would like to retract some of the comments I made in a recent blog. Last week I made a blog regarding Leeds United’s recent form and lack of transfer activity, writing some negative remarks about the club’s new owners. As with a lot of stuff on here, a lot of them were made in jest.
Like many Leeds fans, I have been left feeling frustrated by recent performances, results and lack of signings. However, upon reflection, I have realised what massive task the new owners, Gulf Financial House, have on their hands.
GFH only officially took ownership of Leeds United last month. The club has been on the decline for an entire decade, with fans left feeling alienated and upset with various aspect of the club – dwindling attendances prove something is not right!
It is going to take a very long time for GFH and Leeds manager, Neil Warnock, to rebuild the club. It will be hard work and I wish them well.
Late night, passionate post over.
At least we beat Bristol City today.
Marching on together.
Looks like Bath City could be looking for a new place to play football.
Jumpers for goalposts down at Victoria Park?
A weekend away
Last weekend, I had a trip away with my lovely fiancée, Claire. As we were only going for one night, we decided to keep it local and visit the Paris of the West Country, more commonly known as Chippenham.
It was all quite short notice, Claire booking a night in the Premier Inn a few weeks ago. Even though we did not travel far or stay away for long, it was still very nice to get a mini-break away. The only disappointment was that we didn’t see Lenny Henry.
Next time we have a break, we might travel a little further afield and go for a bit longer. A couple of nights in Salisbury, perhaps!
New owners. Same old Leeds
The excitement of Leeds United’s November takeover has well and truly gone. The team have won a small handful of games since Ken Bates sold his stake in the club, but there have also been a lot of defeats; most notably a hammering at Hull and a truly embarrassing loss at Barnsley, although as a Leeds fan I’m used to our annual defeat at Oakwell.
What has been disappointing is the lack of activity in the transfer window. I think I’m being realistic and wasn’t expecting the likes of Messi, Ronaldo and Gary Lineker to sign for Leeds, but a player of some quality, or any player at all, would be nice.
The new owners are from Dubai. It’s just typical of Leeds United that in a country rich for its oil trade, Leeds seem to have found a group of owners whose money seems to come from selling The Big Issue.*
* for legal reasons, I cannot back this up. I don’t want to be sued, even if my money might fund a transfer.
It seems my football club moans are identical to those of my Arsenal-supporting friend, Simon – no investment, no ambition, no quality, overpriced tickets. Pfft!
A win at last
My other team, Bath City, has also been down on its luck in recent months. I’ve travelled to most of the away games. Most of which have ended in defeat. The hardest and most recent to take was a couple of weekends ago when The Romans lost 2-1 to fellow strugglers, Basingstoke Town. Yes, Basingstoke do have a football team!
I was therefore slightly disappointed when, through not feeling well, I missed last Tuesday’s marvellous away victory over Weston Super Mare. A 4-1 win! That really made up for the Boxing Day debacle when Weston won.
There’s a game at Twerton Park tonight which I’m off to. Bromley. Seeing as we have never beaten Bromley at Twerton and more importantly I’m in attendance, I won’t be holding out much hope for 3 points!
Africa
I have become a bit of an David Attenborough Addict in recent weeks, as my previous blog mentioned. Most recently I have been watching his latest television series, Africa – shown on Wednesday nights on BBC1.
It really fascinates me. A couple of weeks ago, there was a breathtaking fight between two giraffes. A young male against a much older, experienced counterpart. Just when it looked like the more mature giraffe was about to lose the battle, he managed to avoid a potentially fatal blow from the younger animal, before knocking him off his feet and winning the duel, reclaiming is territory. I was almost cheering at the television.
Last weeks episode was not so uplifting. Filmed during a severe drought, a family of elephants battled for survival. A young calf was dying and it’s mother had to make a choice – abandon her baby or stay with the infant, yet be left behind by her herd. She choice to stay with her baby, who died in the most heartbreaking of circumstances, leaving her all alone. It was one of the saddest things I have ever seen on television.
So after the Boxing Day embarrassment, Bath City beat Weston Super Mare. Normal service is resumed. I suppose now Weston will finish second from bottom, yet be saved from relegation by a club going bust.
I don’t believe in new years resolutions. Why wait until January to make a positive change when you can do it at any other time of the year?
Therefore, I haven’t made any. However, if I was to, it would be to get to bed at a more sensible hour on school nights. I am now in bed blogging. Last year, I mean week, I would have been up at this time with no plans to get to sleep.
Hopefully the change will make me feel less tired in the day as I will be overdosed on sleep. Time will tell if this improvement (NOT resolution) will last. Like new years resolutions, which this definitely isn’t, it probably won’t.
About Me
So you stumbled across my blog. No doubt after searching for something bizarre on Google. Before you hit that 'Back Button', why not stay and have a read for a few minutes?
If you are after a website which gives advice on how to hack an iPhone X, download the latest Steven Seagal movie, or view nudy ladies, you've come to the wrong place and may now press 'Back'.
However, if you would like a lifestyle blog, written by a 30-something chap, living in Bath (England), feast your eyes on this.
You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
