Rhyl F.C. : Local Loser or Lasting Legacy?

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"I can't believe that Neil Roberts would do this to our club. He may as well have made himself manager". -Rhyl Supporter

"You can't win anything with kids. Especially when your club is run by them." - John Hartson

"This is unacceptable from the club. I bet TNS can't wait to rip us to shreds." - Neil Wynne

"It looks like Rhyl really enjoyed winning the Cymru Alliance in 2013, because with this 'Ted Hunter' nobody, next year they'll be right back in the mix. Definite relegation candidates for me after this ludicrous managerial choice" - Robbie Savage


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So the media don't believe in me, and neither do the fans. Not yet anyway. But I've done my time coaching Sunday League teams and under 10's sides. I needed this opportunity, and you bet that when it came around I took it with a firm grip.

Imagine the headlines: 'Lillywhites praise Hunter after comfortably avoiding the drop'

That's my goal apparently. I remember a few years back when Rhyl won the league, but a dramatic fall from grace has seen them manifest as half the club they used to be. But more on that later.

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I got a call about an hour after the announcement...

J: How the **** did you manage to get the Rhyl job?

T: Hello to you too, Jim.

J: Nevermind that, Ted. You're the ****** Rhyl boss.

T: You know Jim, I'd barely noticed.

J: You get us relegated and I'll never speak to you again.

T: That sounds great. We might go down deliberately now you've said that.

J: Cheeky sod. Oh, and if you ever need a striker, you know where to call.

T: I'll keep that in mind.


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And so began my management of Rhyl football club. Not my ideal job, but when it comes to new beginnings, there's no better place to start, than at home.
 
Shall be keeping an eye out. Hope Carmarthen tear you a new one :P
 
And so it begins...

On the day of my arrival, I was greeted with a personal message from Neil Roberts, A.K.A the chairman of Rhyl football club; my boss. He invited me into his office and we sat down to discuss, in detail, the direction that the club should be heading in.

NR: Allow me to be the first to welcome you to the club, Mr. Hunter. I hope that our relationship is a long and fruitful one.

T: Me too. I can't wait to get started working here.

NR: First thing's first. We believe that the team's primary objective in this campaign is to avoid relegation. Do you think you can achieve that?

(Now at this point I am truly shocked. Avoid relegation? Is that it? I would have at least expected for us to be required to make a top half finish. Still, it makes my job a whole lot easier than I thought it would be.)

T: Yes I think that's definitely achievable with the squad we have.

NR: Good. Now I'd like to speak to Mark, the assistant manger. Come to me if you have any requests. Have a good day.



Now a tiny white lie never hurt anyone, and I don't think that the chairman would mind too much that I said I had confidence in the squad, when in fact, I hadn't even looked over the squad at all. And that's where Mark came in, to give me my second shock of the day.


MP: Alright boss, I've got my report on the squad, including the depth we have for each position and any particular weaknesses we might have. I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised with some of the players we have at our disposal.

And so, without further ado, I give you the Rhyl F.C. squad:


Goalkeepers


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Defenders:
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Midfielders:
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Forwards:
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And if that wasn't enough for you, here is the squad report:
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Note to self: Mark Powell is a ********** liar. This squad is gonna need to be bulked up if we stand any chance of survival this season.

Into the transfer window we go...
 
From the ground up...

It was clear to me that the squad needed improving, but I had a problem. I had absolutely no idea who to sign. I had no knowledge of the Welsh League and it's players. And so before I could sign any players, I needed someone to guide me.

Enter Warren Banks:
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This guy was professional. He told me what players to get and exactly how to get them. Finally, after being armed with the knowledge he gave me, I was able to make my moves on the transfer market.

View attachment 251407Gibbs was Banks' first recommendation, and he looked like a solid signing when compared to our other players. We picked him up from Carmarthen, I believe, which didn't go down well with either set of fans. He had extra pressure on him, but I was confident he'd do the business.

View attachment 251398Ellams had impressed me during the Welsh Trialist game I attended, scoring one goal and assisting the other. I knew I had enough strikers already, but hey, he was free.

View attachment 251396Brace was a veteran, but we were in desperate need of a LB. I decided that his experience would benefit me as a coach, and the young players in the squad. He would also manage the reserve side.

View attachment 251388Now as of right now, I have no interest in picking up hot-prospects because the poor facilities at the club mean the players won't reach their potential any time soon, and I needed quality this season. However, Prosser was a natural in both wing positions, which is something I couldn't turn down for £20 per week.

I also brought in Romanian right-back 'Tache' who will walk into the first eleven, but I appear to have lost the screenshot, along with the screenshot of 'Shakir', an attacking midfielder who will rotate with Gibbs. so I will show them to you all when I get the opportunity.

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Jim: You know, that striker offer is still on the table.

TH: Thanks Jim. I'll know where to look if all seven of them get injured at the same time.

Jim: Someone's been a busy boy, I see. Were you not happy with the squad?

TH: Things aren't what they used to be, mate.

Jim: Ah yes, 2009. The golden age where the trophies came as easy as the girls did.

TH: It was a simpler time...

Jim: You better win out there tomorrow. The fans want a Cup win this year.

TH: So do I, but that's going to be almost impossible with this squad.


My first competitive game as boss would see us travel to Barry Town, for a game that we cannot possibly lose...

Surely?
 
Great squad!...Yeah no, not really but you'll manage I am sure :D
Nice to see someone starting in Wales like me (I am not welsh though)
 
Great squad!...Yeah no, not really but you'll manage I am sure :D
Nice to see someone starting in Wales like me (I am not welsh though)

Yeah, the squad needs some work but I'm always up for the challenge.

The Welsh league is a great place to challenge yourself IMO, what with TNS being strong favourites for each honour. I might look elsewhere if the opportunity arises, but right now my sole focus is on doing the best I can for Rhyl.
 
The Journey's Beginning


Without going into a lot of detail, we had played fairly well during pre-season. Some very promising performances from a lot of the players, with Paul McManus impressing. But discounting our game against the reserves, we had only won against Wrexham, whilst losing games against Portadown and Morecambe, and drawing against Holyhead.

We could play well, but could we win?

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4 hours, 30 minutes, 164 miles and 17 separate Sunny Rhyl, Sunny Rhyl, Sunny Rhyl!" chants later and we arrived at Barry Town. Jenner Park had a capacity of 2,000, which is 1,000 less than our home turf: Belle Vue.

TH: Alright lads. This is a game we should be winning and winning comfortably. I expect nothing less. Remember, we have the big opening game against the Druids this weekend, so the most important thing is that we don't go into extra time. Now get out there and show this team what we can do...

And remember: NO. EXTRA. TIME.

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You idiots.

We started well. We played our direct game but nothing came of it until the 39th minute, when Paul O'Neil slammed home a rebound from the keeper's save. We would go into half time a goal to the good... Or not! 3 minutes later our defense falls asleep and T.J Nagi slots the ball past Ramsay for the equalizer.

Nothing really happened after that. Shakir picked up a knock so we played the last 20 minutes of extra time with 10 men, before going into penalties. Bonnell crashed Barry's second penalty against the bar, while our finishes were confident, giving the keeper no chance.

We were through by the skin of the woodwork. And the stats after the game showed that we were nowhere near as dominant as we should have been.

But a win is a win.
 
Hope you get the job done and stick it to those fickle fans!
 
The League Begins...

MP: Hey boss, this teem sheet you want to submit isn't valid.

TH: What? Why not?

MP: The matchday squad needs to contain a minimum of two under 19 players. You've only selected one.

TH: What kind of stupid rule is that?

MP: It's the kind of stupid rule that you should be aware of, since you read the information booklet that we gave you when you first joined. You did read it didn't you.

TH: Of course I read it! (I didn't) But how are we supposed to meet that? We've only got one in the squad and the under 19's have a game today.

MP: Leave it to me boss. I'll figure something out.


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We went into our first game as the underdogs. The Druids, granted, were only predicted to finish one place above us in eighth, but to give you some perspective, they had odds of 40-1 to win the title, while we were predicted ninth with title odds of 80-1.

We were tired from our game against Barry, and the squad was so thin that I could only rotate a few of the players. Cefn Druids had the fitness advantage going into the game... Or so we thought. Their cup game during midweek had also been decided by the penalty shootout, and their squad was even thinner than ours.

We had the edge. And I made sure the boys knew that...
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Just about...

The game was cagey from both teams recovering from midweek action, but it was definitely The Druids who started strongest. But on the 32 minute mark, Carl Lamb latched onto a long ball by the centre back and smashed in of the bar. But they kept pushing, and you could argue that they did have a case for a penalty just before half time. But they didn't get it and we went into the second half ahead.

They were dominant in the second half, and it showed in the 68th when we allowed Will Roberts to find far too much space in the box. They weren't level for long, as Lloyd Ellams scored almost immediately from the restart, with a little help from their defence.

We saw out the game and got the hard fought win we needed.

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Of course, it wasn't long before I heard from absolutely no-one's favourite Rhyl fan, Jim.

Jim: Off to a winning start I see. Not bad, from a rookie. Not bad at all.

TH: Thanks bud. Did you watch the game?

Jim: Naturally. You did well, but we really should've scored more. You know, I think the team could do with a clinical finisher. And luckily for you I know a guy who has it all. The looks. The skill. The undoubted love for the club. And he'd play for... Let's call it £100 a week and your Netflix password.

Ted..? You there..?
 
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Good Form?

You know, people say that a week is a long time in football, but as soon as the first game ended, it felt like the next began.

We were at home to Airbus]. It wasn't going to be easy, but I was quietly confident that we'd get the win we wanted. And...
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We didn't.

There isn't really much to say about this game, except from the fact that we dominated from start to finish, but we no matter what we did, we couldn't find the net. Neither McManus, Bowen,or Ellams could give us the crucial goal, and we went home with a point.

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The last few games had taken it's toll on our still quite thin squad, and so naturally there was only one thing I could do:

Sign more players:
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Of all the players we signed, Yora Enzam was definitely the one I was most excited about. The coaching staff believed that he was on a similar level to our top striker, Aaron Bowen. At just 17 years old, he had potential to become a top striker for us.

Anyway, enough about that. Onto our next league game against the might of Aberyswyth...
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A solid win.

Jay Gibbs got us off to a brilliant start in the third minute after he was played through by a short pass from the midfield. But it wasn't long before our defence fell asleep and Aberyswyth were able to equalize through Mark Jones.

The game was nervy from both teams, with cagey passing and panicky defending, and it was this panic that allowed us to grab the win through an own goal through the man that put Aberyswyth on level terms in the first half.

A good three points.

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Ahead of our next cup tie with Airbus, the League's monthly awards were given out. In the WPL, there is no team of the week, but instead there is a team of the month award. And we were happy to be represented by our new signing Lloyd Ellams.
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I, on the other hand, didn't get much love from the WFA, and manager of the month went to the TNS boss.

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The cup game with Airbus was going to be a challenge. If they defended like they did when we played them at Belle Vue, we would most likely go crashing out of the cup. I wanted this silverware, and so I sent out the strongest team I could put together.



61 people watched this game. And 61 people got their money's worth.

Brett Shakir scored an absolutely crashing drive from 25 yards out almost straight from kick-off. And the game got even better for us when Jay Gibbs scored a penalty that probably shouldn't have been awarded to us.

It was going exactly as we wanted and we were going through comfortably.

Until the last 20 minutes of the first half.

2 goals in four minutes put them back on level terms, and with just minutes before half time, Jake Eyre scored his second of the game and shattered our lead, and we were going into half time, unbelievably, 3-2 down.

I was p****d off. How could we possibly have let that comfortable lead slip away from us? "Either you come back at full time with a win, or you can all make your own way home!"

You might say it was harsh. I would say, however, that it was warranted. And the boys went out of the changing room with a different attitude.

It took just 6 minutes for Levi Mackin to take the game into his own hands with a piledriver from outside the box.

I sure as **** wasn't taking this game to extra time, and so I brought on Lloyd Ellams to grab a goal that would win this cagey game.

Now you can criticise my team talk, but bringing on Ellams was a stroke of genius. In the 65th, he tapped home a rebound from a Thompson cross that managed to find it's way onto the bar and away from the keeper. Our in form striker then netted again just 6 minutes later with another tidy finish.

We saw out this 2 goal lead with no problem, and we were through to the next round.
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Just a side note. I know this was a long update, but I haven't updated as regularly as I would've liked, and at this point I have started the second season of this save so I'm trying my best to catch up, so I hope that you'll stick with me throughout this story. I'm really enjoying this save and I'd appreciate any feedback you might have on my storytelling, my team or just anything in general.

Thanks for reading.
 
The Run Continues...

Before the next run of fixtures, I had to attend my fortnightly backroom staff meeting with Paul O'Neil and Danny Jarret. I wasn't particularly fond of the meetings, and I rarely listened to what they said, but I went as a courtesy to them.

TH: Alright guys, what've you got for me?

PO'N: Well Yora Enzam needs to work on his finishing if he's ever gonna make it at this club.

TH: Good plan. He'd really benefit from that. Maybe I'll get Aaron Bowen to tutor him. What else you got?

PO'N: I thought that Peter Smith could maybe benefit from working on his dribbling.

TH: Good thought, but I'd prefer if he concentrated on his passing. Danny, what you got?

DJ: I reckon the formation we're using right now is the right formation to use.

TH: ...

DJ: Thoughts?

TH: Thoughts on what?

DJ: You know, on my advice.

TH: You call that advice?

DJ: I...

TH: Danny, telling me my tactics are good isn't advice. You saying my tactics are working is something I can tell by looking at our schedule. I don't need a yes-man Danny. I need advice that I can work with. If I needed a f*****g yes man Danny I would have replaced you with Phil Neville. Now do you have anything constructive that I can work with?

DJ: We could always use a 4-3-3 narrow or a 4-1-2-3.

TH: Why would... Just get out!
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****** idiot.

So we went into our next league game against Port Talbot, and because I used a stupid screenshot I have no idea whether we were home or away, but I do believe we were at home. So without further ado...
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Another good win.

Bowen gave us a good start in the game after the keeper kicked the ball against him, and into the top corner. Lloyd Ellams then popped up with another goal not long later.

It wasn't comfortable for us, though, and a goal before half time saw the nerves set in as Port Talbot had most of the chances in the second half. They also had a penalty call go dubiously against them, and we were able to see out the win.


And after 4 games, the table looked like this:
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Cool, right? Predicted ninth, currently top. It's all going well for the Lillywhites.

Anyway, onto the next game methinks!
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Just about.

We didn't play too badly in this game, but Newtown managed to grab the first goal, and our heads dropped... for ten minutes before that man LLoyd Ellams showed everyone on the pitch how to finish.

Besides a weak penalty appeal from us, we didn't have many shots on target. That was until pre-season hero Paul McManus u
sed his acceleration to beat the defensive line and slotted the ball past the keeper and into the corner.

It was another good win.

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The next week was huge for me as the Rhyl manager, as we would play arch-rivals Bangor in a vital clash in the Welsh Premier League Cup, before heading back to Belle Vue to play the Citizens on our own turf, in our first derby game of the league season. If we slipped up they would go ahead of us and would shatter our high-flying morale.

There was no room for error.

 
Just a quick update: I've been pretty busy lately, so I haven't really had time to update this story. I also need to move the screenshots around in some folders. I'll do my best to catch up in the next week.

Ted Hunter's journey to fame and inevitable obscurity is not dead. Not by a long shot.
 
My 50p Flute

Our run in the cup had been going pretty well, and we weren't expected to get any further than we already had. To tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind if we went out of the cup at this round if we were playing any old team. But the thing is, this wasn't just any team.

This was Bangor.

There was no game that meant more to a Rhyl fan. The police presence at these matches was always high, considering the number of fights that had broken out between the two sets of fans in the past. It was a game of hunger, passion, and hatred.

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The players walked out of the dressing room to the chants of the fans. And our lot were in full voice

"When I was young, I had no sense!
I bought a flute, for fifty pence!
The only song, that I could play!
Was F*** BANGOR AND THE WELSH FA!"

And with verses that would bring a tear to Wordsworth's eye, the grudge match began...

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It was a quiet opening 15 minutes, with a few chances at each end, but Bangor were mostly in control. As bitter as the rivalry was, Bangor were the better team with the better players, so it would be a surprise if the Lillywhites were to progress past this stage.

It was on the 20th minute that the first went in. Danny Gosset, our star man, played a defence splitting ball into Brett Shakir, who slotted past the Citizens' keeper from close range. A vital goal. Bangor had it all to do... For about 7 minutes, when schoolboy defending let Sam Hart put one into the net. We were level, and Bangor were on the up.

We kept Bangor quiet for the remainder of the half, and the lads went onto the pitch for the second half after I gave them the most passionate team talk I could think of. This was after all, the biggest game of my career thus far.

The second half started and there was only one team playing football. Rhyl. We had Bangor running scared, and they had no control over the game. Saying that, they were keeping us quiet in front of the net, and a goal for them would change everything. We needed to score.

Enter centre-back Stefan Halewood, who, on 58 minutes, gave us the lead after the ball fell kindly to him from a corner. Bangor's heads dropped after that, and we just had something about us that day. There was no way in **** that we'd lose. Brett Shakir wanted to make sure, though, and with two more goals, very similar to the one he had scored previously, he assured us of a place in the next round, and a memorable win against our arch rivals.

What. A. Result.
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Our next game saw us return home for another face-off against Bangor.

Yes, they were wounded. But they had revenge on the mind...
 
My 50p Flute 2: Electric Boogaloo

It was 3 days after our rampant victory against our bitter rivals, and the Lillywhite faithful were in full voice throughout the streets of Rhyl. The Bangor fans, on the other hand, kept their heads down on their way to Belle Vue, trying to avoid an inevitably embarrassing encounter with the home crowd. The stadium was packed... Well, no, it wasn't, but the noise around the ground was deafening... Well, again, no it wasn't, but you get the idea.

It was a big game. Bangor wanted revenge, and we wanted to add to the bragging rights we had gained during midweek.

If you were a so called 'Rhyl fan', then you were at this game. And unsurprisingly, the biggest Rhyl fan I know was sat right behind the dugout, in the Don Spendlove stand, was my 'best pal' Jim.

Jim: Ready for a good win, boss?

TH: Don't call me boss.

Jim: Why not? You'll be managing me any day now when you realize you need a real goal machine.

TH: Until then, Jim, just call me Ted.

Jim: Whatever you say boss. Feeling confident?

TH: Reasonably. Don't expect another 4-1 though.

Jim: Oh, I don't. I'm thinking a solid 10-0 drubbing. Brewerton hat-trick methinks.

TH: We can all dream.

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The game began... Badly.

Just 3 minutes in, Chris Jones slammed a shot past the keeper from just inside the box. A nightmare start, and unsurprisingly, the Citizens' fans came out of the woodwork and started giving our fans a taste of their own medicine.

Not long after, Levi Mackin was hacked down in the box, but the ref was having none of it, and we went into the dressing room with a goal to overturn.

TH: Come on lads! It's like you don't want to win this one. You want to show people what you can do? Then show them we're the team to beat this season! Just like we did early this week.

Just as we walked out the 'tunnel', Neville Powell, the Bangor manager, approached me.

NP: You've gotten lucky until now, Hunter. But your little charade ends today. I'll have you back coaching kids by lunchtime tomorrow.

Jim: Oi Nev, you fat c***, haven't you died of old age yet?

NP: Who the...

Jim: P*** off Powell you crusty old f*** and let me speak to my mate.

NP: Why doesn't it surprise me that he's your mate, Hunter.

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TH: Mouth like a sailor, you.

Jim: What's going on out there? This isn't what's meant to happen.

TH: I know, but there's not a lot I can...

Jim: What is it?

TH: I want you to change seats Jim.

I've got a plan.

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The game kicked off for the second half, and we were on top. It was 5 minutes after the restart that Danny Gosset grabbed the equalizer for us.

We had the upper hand, and our new friend Neville Powell was going berserk on the touchline.

But not at his players. But more on that later.

We continued to dominate the game. Powell was... preoccupied, so his tactics remained the same for a long time, which allowed us to completely play around his team. Ashley Stott to put us in front with a tidy finish in the 75th, at which point I heard manic laughter as Jim was dragged out of Belle Vue by the stewards.

Neville Powell had his focus back, but it was too little, too late.

WE WIN AGAIN!
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I ushered the players out of the stadium, congratulating them on another good win, after which I headed to the 'One-Stop' next to the ground to pick up my dinner. As I was at the counter, I was met by the man of the hour, Jim.

Jim: Good plan boss. Gonna need you to get my inevitable stadium ban overturned, though.

TH: I guess I owe you that much. Fancy a drink? It's on me.

Jim: You read my mind, pal. You read my mind.


Now I could tell you all what Jim got up to behind the Bangor dugout.

But that would be telling.
 
The Saints come marching in...


Midweek saw the beginning of a new month, and with that came the monthly awards. And whoopee for us, Danny Gosset had been named as... The third best player that played football in the Welsh Premier Division in September. What an honour!
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But the good times kept rolling for us, as I picked up my first ever 'Manager of the Month' award. The first of many, I hope.
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Just a few days later, we were to play League Champions TNS in a game that would truly show us whether or not we had it in us to take the title from them this season, and as I suspected, the Welsh media was looking forward to finding that out as well.

"Well Hunter has done a great job for Rhyl so far, and TNS haven't been too great, so we may be in for an upset come this weekend." - John Hartson

"Don't get me wrong, Rhyl have been doing well so far, but TNS? We don't actually think they can beat TNS, do we?" - Robbie Savage

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Well f*** you too, Robbie Savage. F*** you.

Anyway, this was a huge game for us, coming up against another one of our rivals. Granted, our dislike of TNS was greatly outweighed by our disgust of Bangor. But for me, This was our biggest game of the season. If we could get a result against The Saints at their place, we would surely have them at Belle Vue.

I hadn't seen Jim since 'The Bangor incident', so I had no distractions when it came to developing my strategy for this match.

Enough chit-chat. I think we all just want to find out how we got on. And...
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The Saints didn't march in. They stampeded.

Now don't let the scoreline deceive you. We definitely were not dominated, not by any stretch of the imagination, but there is little you can do when the opposition have 7 opportunities in the first half, and they score from each of them.

I thought after Reed's goal in the first minute: 'Well that's okay, we still have the whole game to turn it around, and we are the masters of the 2-1 scrappy win." But when Draper (fantastic player by the way) netted his hat-trick by the 22 minute mark, I got the feeling that things weren't going to go our way.

And things didn't. So I guess you can say I got that right.

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"I said before the game that they couldn't do it, and I was right. Hunter's tactics were way off today, and I expect we'll be saying that a lot more before the season is up." - Robbie Savage

Well f*** you Robbie Savage. F*** you.

 
Update of lazy storytelling

So because I am very behind on this story and I am off to watch Rhyl play some sort of Everton team at Belle Vue tonight, I don't really have time to give you all a story driven update with any remotely interesting content. So instead, here are all of the interesting things that happened in the months following our 7-0 mauling at the hands of TNS.

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So first we received a favourable WFA Cup draw against Cardiff Met. Uni, which should see us comfortably through to the next round.

Then, we had 2 important games at the top end of the table, against Bala Town and Connah's Quay.
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So we were outclassed by Bala, before we left it very late to put two past Quay in the last 4 minutes of the game, which got us back to winning ways.

We were then to play Camarthen, but before that, we got some interesting, and desperately needed news.
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That £30k is massive for a club in our financial status.

Onto our easily winnable game...
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... That we didn't win. Goddammit. We needed the points there to keep up our charge on the title. Still though, we had our cup game up next, which would definitely see us back to winning ways...
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F**K!

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Up next we had a huge game to play against Bala in the Welsh Premier Cup Semi Final. It would be massive if we were to win this competition in my first season to gain a winning mentality, and Bala were without a doubt the best team in the competition, and...
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We got brushed aside again by Bala who look strong on all fronts for this season.

Our focus was now solely on the league, which is where I'll leave it for this instalment, as the next will begin with an important piece of news that I really don't want to simply gloss over...

So join me next time for the next instalment of:

The Underwhelming Adventures of Ted Hunter and his Lillywhite Army!
 
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