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I know you're reading this. You cannot help yourselves as you are vain, conceited people who have a vastly over-inflated opinion of yourselves and your abilities.
You've taken on the fans of RAFC and have come off a distant 2nd. It's cost you time and money and has left you in disarray holding your heads in your hands.
Some advice for you. If you take someone or something on, know your enemy.
Do your research. None of you did because if you had you wouldn't have taken on Rochdalians.
You have no idea what a resolute bunch we are. How tight knit we can be. How brutal we can be in our prose and actions. We can be the friendliest folk in the country but we can also be bastards.
Cross us and you lose. You have united a sketchy fan base into one goal which is to repel you and your associates. It's a bit like a religious ideology really. We are us, you are them. You've no fooking chance, so fook off. And that includes you Mandy Southall. Tvvat.
The following is from part of The Trust's fantastic monthly newsletter.
"We were incredibly surprised and delighted to learn that in the share issue by the Club, a local individual who wishes to remain anonymous has purchased 26,800 shares in the Club and has put the shares in the name of the Trust. This is a 100% donation and comes with no terms or strings attached.
We are asking members not to speculate who may be responsible for this. The donor has been very clear in not wanting to be named, and we ask for those wishes to be respected."
The Trust now has around 125,000 shares equivalent to 14% of the club.
A fantastic gesture too from the Mr Ben E. Factor!
EDIT: If you're not a member, but consider yourself a fan, you really need to get aboard The Trust who provide a wonderful service for members. If you can't afford the fiver, PM me.
Right. I've slept on it, I've checked the horoscope, Mother's been rung, nails have been chewed and I still can't get away from the fury I feel when some fooking nobody keeps calling the ball a fooking football.
It's not a football. It's a fooking ball you ball ends.
It is with a heavy heart that I tell you Cloughie died this morning in Oldham hospital from a bowel condition. He'd already beaten off Corona virus!
This fella has done more for the club than anyone on here has done, or will do.
He started out with scratch cards and Goldbond in 1991 and over the next 15 or so years raised around £400,000 for the club. Plus he raised funds for the Trust selling thousands of calendars door to door in his beloved Littleborough.
The £50,000 he earned in commission he has left to the club in his will (and some!) so he raised all that money for free, as a volunteer.
RIP Rochdale's greatest ever fan. I'll miss you Cloughie.
These weren't giddy teenagers, but Donny fans offering out virtually any Dale fan in sight. From what I could see a few skirmishes broke out which led to four coppers hot-footing it down Willbutts to interject.
Sadly, it was partly down to our stewards/safety people/police.
For those who don't know, there are 2 exits from the Sandy - one by the Willbutts corner which everybody who lives Norden way uses. Whenever there's a visiting element or larger away following, they refuse to open this exit on the grounds that rival fans could clash outside the ground. In reality the home fans are always gone before the away fans have left the stadium.
Today, they wouldn't open it. And so, we all had to turn round and leave at the pub exit and then turn right out of the car park and into the oncoming away fans under the trees just behind the net. I guessed it might kick off, so crossed the road immediately, but many Dale fans seemed to get caught up in the fracas.
It's taken us nearly 25 years to replace him, but Williams (Scouse one) has finally done it. He might look like John Bishop but he plays like Reeves did.
Lets face it. At the time of the Spurs replay we were down. 12 points adrift and a worrying lack of fire power at home.
What triggered our come back?
Personally I think it's a combination of two things.
1. 3 of the 4 halves v Spurs made us realise we're actually a good side.
2. Selling Bunney. Quite why we persisted with the non-scoring Done up front and the non-assist making Bunney at left back for so long still concerns me. I can still remember the home game v Blackburn and after about 15 minutes the Rovers fans were singing "29, you're fooking shit". Never ignore the fans.
There might be other key moments, but I think those 2 are pivotal.
And this great escape will never usurp 1987 because back then we were actually shit, and without a pot to piss in, and this time it was a team effort whereas back then it was Lyndon who saved us virtually on his own!
Just noticed in Programme Monthly that our programme has been ranked the best in League One. Not a bad effort considering the size of clubs we are up against, many of whom task employees in their media departments to produce the club match day programme.
Just had word that the club are doing the drill and fill by hand today. Anyone with an hour or two to spare is welcome, badly needed, as it's a time consuming business.
I think the general aim is to whack in one hole per square yard about 2-3 feet down and then fill with kiln dried sand.
Given that the pitch is around 8000 square yards the club needs help.
I'm sure many on here will be sad to hear Cloughie/couponman has recently had a fall and a funny turn. He's stable in hospital though and is in decent spirits.
I had to laugh when two nurses were trying to get him upright in bed and he said "it be fooking easier to lift Dale up the table than me up this bed!"
Anyway, short visits really help him, so if anyone who knows him has half an hour to spare, drop me a PM and I'll let you know which hospital/ward he's on
Arguably, the most miserable fans in the world are ecstatic at drawing us! Huddersfield fans are the most dour, long faced, miserable souls in the world. But a tie at Dale has put a froth on their pint!
This might be me getting the wrong end of the stick, and I don't listen to it often thank God, but whenever I do, it always seems like the Eyre show as though Fred and Steve are matriarchs of the game.
Fred is introduced as the man who has done everything in football. He hasn't. I've read his auto-biography and he's basically done fook all.
Steve is always introduced as the former Rochdale manager who knows everything about the game. He doesn't.
Why can't GMR just be honest with their intros?
Steve should be introduced as a former failed manager of Rochdale who's trained up a few kids at City, and Fred's here because he's cheap and wants to keep himself in the limelight.
Whilst I'm sure everyone is thoroughly pleasant and decent at GMR I just feel they're taking the listeners for mugs.
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