When the odious Raheem Sterling scored his undeserved, deflected 97th winner for, the increasingly dislikeable, Man City as we left the pub, we should have known it was going to be one of those days. However, I don’t think anyone could have predicted one of the most car crash away performances Derby have put on for some time.
Here’s how it went down. Read the rest of this entry
I was really hoping that we would thrash Burton on Tuesday, everyone would be talking play offs again and this mini-series would become redundant. Alas dear readers, the mood remains one of sombre consignment to another season slugging it out in the Championship and the answer to the great conundrum “how the fuck do DCFC get out this league” remains as far away as it ever has.
Anyway, back on topic, let’s have a look at the striking department and point a few in the general direction of the departure lounge whilst we are at it. Read the rest of this entry
Today I had a thoroughly enjoyable family day out at the Seaside wrapped around The Rams first public game of season 2015/2016 (and the first of the Paul Clement era) at Grimsby.
You can read a match report on the official site, DET and a few other blogs, but here’s my key observations on the days proceedings. Read the rest of this entry
With his ever growing hair & beard, increasing array of tattoos and fundamental Scottishness, my brother commented after the Brighton game that “Johnny Russell looks more like a character from an Irvine Welsh film (or book) every time I see him.”
A couple of texts later that evening and I arrived at this. Read the rest of this entry