OK, it seems a few people have noticed that our striker ‘can’t score goals‘. But what about the midfielders that can’t pass, or the other striker that’s struggling to get into position, or the centre forwards failing to even make the bench on matchdays? And what about the Muppet that ate half of my chips…
You’ve probably seen them shuffling through the pubs and restaurants of Wigan town centre in their nylon ‘I heart Division Three’ T-shirts and faux-plastic ‘Hutchings 4Ever’ baseball caps. They’re the Latics hipsters, a hardy bunch of decaf-fuelled neo-Nathan Barley types that won’t be happy until the club returns to the ‘Golden Land’ of League Two….
In these times of squad-threatening injuries, you’re thankful of Owen Coyle. No, really – before you all tune out, just imagine the pickle we would find ourselves choking on had he not made all those signings in the summer. Sorry, you know full well I said that to grab your attention. But the much-discussed tiredness…
Say what you like about good old St David, but his celebrations invariably bring us a glorious first day of summer. Well alright, it’s still quite cold. But the big, round Calor gas heater in the sky reminded me of the opening match of the 2004/5 season, when Latics played out a solid 1-1 draw…