Have to admit that i'm rapidly coming round to your way of thinking Ady. Think a move might be on the cards. For those of you on here that don't know us personally i'm adrianpshaw's much more tolerant older brother. I too miss the Lookers Paddock with a vengance but it aint coming back, at least not how it was. Sitting with the regulars (you know who you are) was the highlight of my week because, no matter how crap the game was, we had a laugh. Yes there would be grumbles when it wasn't going to plan but player bashing wasn't constant like it seems to be in the Main Stand.
The guy behind us is indeed an utter tool. I used to find some of the hot air that came out out of his mouth mildly amusing but he is also rapidly beginning to irritate the hell out of me as well. All he did from kick off to final whistle last night was lay into Eardley, then Lomax, then Smalley and then back to Eardley again. He just cannot say one single positive thing about Eardley, not one. If it wasn't for the fact that I struggle to take my eyes of his incredibly tasty daughter i'd have moved seats a long long time ago.
On a more contravertial note (reaches for tin hat) I am also sick to back teeth of the negative bile that Shez constantly spouts from the touch line for 90 minutes. I can't fault the job he's doing, bearing in mind we're 3rd in the table, but he doesn't have a positive word to say all game. No wonder some of our younger players look frightened to death of the ball. They're scared to death of making a mistake. And no matter how many cock up's Greegs makes it's always Eardley or Reuben's fault. I prefered it when I was sat on the other side of the pitch so I could only see him waving his arms about and not have to listen to him.
Shez, if you read this, you were a world class player. They are not and never will be. Give them a break. If you don't think they're doing the business then drop them. If not, wind your neck in man!!!