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I miss the guy in Dolman B who used to loudly shout "get that shit off the pitch!" every time an opposition player went down injured (or feigning injury at any rate). The bloke had such an impressively loud voice that the Admiralty could employ him to warn passing vessels of shipping hazards.

I think it's a reflection of an ageing fanbase as much as anything. The old folk near where I sit make barely a peep during games, and inevitably the majority of singing is from under 45s. I can't attend a large number of away games these days so maybe I have a false picture, but it seems a truism wherever you go that the away support is louder (per person) than the home support.

True, but - personally - I never understand booing ex-players or managers unless they A) Messed us about/Left under contentious circumstances B) Slagged the club/city/supporters/accent off after leaving or C) Play for the Gas.

The delivery Pato provided was considerably better than Swansea's other corner takers. Their effort that curved away from the box and ended up halfway up our half was my favourite. As soon as Paterson came on however, dead balls were more of a problem for us.

They sang until we scored, after which "is this a library?" could apply to the Atyeo!

"Could it be Bagic?" Well, there's his song sorted out....

They were, and I'd also like to give a shout out to Matty James who was quietly efficient and stopping attacks through the middle.

One of the bravest fans out there. If anyone can get over this and get walking again, it'll be Oskar. All the best, mate.

Semenyo was do below-par - he literally couldn't do anything right - that I wondered if he had a touch if this illness that has sidelined various squad members.

It does read like something David Brent would draw up. Reminds me of a story told to me by a friend who used to work for recruitment agency, Brook Street. They held a conference which everyone from within the company was obliged to attend. On arrival, they were serenaded by a Tina Turner soundalike bellowing a version of Simply The Best, but with the lyrics changed to denigrate rivals Office Angels, Read etc. Then they all had to casually jog on stage one at a time and karate chop a length of balsa wood while shouting "I'm unbeatable!".

Panic on the streets of Ashton; Reading, Burnley, Birmingham....

Better in the original French, Phil.

Call me old-fashioned, but I prefer a more trad winger. A goal threat in themselves, rather than just a 'provider'.

As every good game is followed by an absolute 'mare of a game, I suggest I Can't Stand Up For Falling Down by Elvis Costello.

Correct, and no legend re the power struggles. Fighting broke out at one board meeting - well, a sort of handbags version. More than one person treated the hospitality float as if they were MP's with expenses' forms.

Probably a geography teacher. It doesn't help that the Dolman Stand is actually further east in places than the old "East End" was.

Stephen Kew and Robert Hobbs have to take a lot of responsibility for what subsequently transpired, but so does Dicksy. Normal internal accounting for expenditure went out the window.

Sky Sports global revenue fell 14% last year and they lost 225,000 subscribers. They aren't going to flash the cash like in days of yore.

I can picture that. One of the things about Vyner is he often looks a bit wobbly at the start of the game, but plays himself in.

I wasn't there, so can't dispute your report, but the person who took my ticket would like it to be known he rates Vyner more a 5 (as with Scott). He said Pring was the best of a poor bunch.

Was going to say exactly the same. We have no Tammy Abrahams here now. Someone who even a blind man could see was Premier League (and international) football level. However, we have players who potentially top flight teams might think they can improve and who can do a job for them. Even the monopoly money PL takes less expensive punts on lower league players these days. The moneygoround has spun off its axis.

6 was just about acceptable, Number 10 ?

Thought this was going to be about poor-quality ciggies.

Twice in a minute apparently.... ?

Pretty much this. We are ponderous. We take an age to get into dangerous areas which means they are less dangerous because our opponents are all back by the time we deign to take a shot. The marauding one-touch football of earlier in the season has vanished.