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After a tour of Britain due to a rather journeyman playing career I was given my first chance in management by Greenock Morton Football Club, better known as Morton or the Ton. Morton are a team that just got promoted back into the Scottish Championship.
They have the third largest trophy haul of professional Scottish clubs (guess the top two) however, unlike Rangers and Celtic, only one of the trophies, the 1922 Scottish Cup is a top level one, where they beat Rangers 1-0 with the rest being lower league trophies including ten second division/Championship titles. The 1920's were the best point of Morton's history as they won the cup and finished second in the league behind Celtic. The late forties and fifties were also decent and during the war Sir Stanley Matthews played for the club. A few years later they lost another Scottish Cup final to Rangers both the first match and replay had over 130,000 fans a record for midweek. They lost their third and final cup appearance 5-0 to Rangers in 1963.
Since then they have bounced around the league and due to financial troubles dropped down to the Third division, however a takeover by the owner of Millions helped them get back up to the Championship where recently they finished second, then got relegated, in a season that saw them beat Celtic 1-0 in the Scottish league cup, before last year winning the League One after beating the league leaders in the second last game to go top. Following that the manager left for a better paying job in Asia and I was hired to fill the void.
Only thirty minutes after the news had got out that I was the manager I had received my first death threat. A text that warned of the steep price of failure, however as it was from my cousin I felt it unlikely he would follow through. Yes, I took over a club that all of my family supports many religiously and I'm sure that I will receive instant feedback any time that something goes wrong. I had only been to a handful of games at Cappielow but, I was a fan and wanted to ensure that my time at Morton was a success.
A press conference was quickly arranged and done on the pitch it was pretty quick and contained standard questions before the traditional holding a scarf aloft photo was taken. The move hadn't generated a massive interest in the press so their was a small presence and it was quickly finished.
I was informed of my budgets I had 11,152 a week in wages which gave my £1,000 exactly free and £20,000 for transfers. I then headed to the small village of Quarriers to run the practice an look at the squad.
The press predicted that we would finish 8th out of ten in the table and the appointment of a brand new manager hadn't made them think that we would finish any higher. My hope is survival and that Rangers and Hibs get promoted to pave the way for a second season promotion run but, that may be a bit ambitious and my contract doesn't even run into the second year. A quick look at the financial statements didn't make for good reading debt twice as high as the value of the team but, before I could look to heavily into it I arrived at the training pitch.
Singular it was one pitch that had grass so high that if you threw a boot on the field you would struggle to find it. A herd of cows looked on as I put the players through some drills before a match between the first team and the under 21's to see who would be of use for the season ahead and who would be moving on before the season began.
After a tour of Britain due to a rather journeyman playing career I was given my first chance in management by Greenock Morton Football Club, better known as Morton or the Ton. Morton are a team that just got promoted back into the Scottish Championship.
They have the third largest trophy haul of professional Scottish clubs (guess the top two) however, unlike Rangers and Celtic, only one of the trophies, the 1922 Scottish Cup is a top level one, where they beat Rangers 1-0 with the rest being lower league trophies including ten second division/Championship titles. The 1920's were the best point of Morton's history as they won the cup and finished second in the league behind Celtic. The late forties and fifties were also decent and during the war Sir Stanley Matthews played for the club. A few years later they lost another Scottish Cup final to Rangers both the first match and replay had over 130,000 fans a record for midweek. They lost their third and final cup appearance 5-0 to Rangers in 1963.
Since then they have bounced around the league and due to financial troubles dropped down to the Third division, however a takeover by the owner of Millions helped them get back up to the Championship where recently they finished second, then got relegated, in a season that saw them beat Celtic 1-0 in the Scottish league cup, before last year winning the League One after beating the league leaders in the second last game to go top. Following that the manager left for a better paying job in Asia and I was hired to fill the void.
Only thirty minutes after the news had got out that I was the manager I had received my first death threat. A text that warned of the steep price of failure, however as it was from my cousin I felt it unlikely he would follow through. Yes, I took over a club that all of my family supports many religiously and I'm sure that I will receive instant feedback any time that something goes wrong. I had only been to a handful of games at Cappielow but, I was a fan and wanted to ensure that my time at Morton was a success.
A press conference was quickly arranged and done on the pitch it was pretty quick and contained standard questions before the traditional holding a scarf aloft photo was taken. The move hadn't generated a massive interest in the press so their was a small presence and it was quickly finished.
I was informed of my budgets I had 11,152 a week in wages which gave my £1,000 exactly free and £20,000 for transfers. I then headed to the small village of Quarriers to run the practice an look at the squad.
The press predicted that we would finish 8th out of ten in the table and the appointment of a brand new manager hadn't made them think that we would finish any higher. My hope is survival and that Rangers and Hibs get promoted to pave the way for a second season promotion run but, that may be a bit ambitious and my contract doesn't even run into the second year. A quick look at the financial statements didn't make for good reading debt twice as high as the value of the team but, before I could look to heavily into it I arrived at the training pitch.
Singular it was one pitch that had grass so high that if you threw a boot on the field you would struggle to find it. A herd of cows looked on as I put the players through some drills before a match between the first team and the under 21's to see who would be of use for the season ahead and who would be moving on before the season began.