
I must offer my congratulations to AFCW, in deflating our collective pre-season hopes in impressively record time…
The politically unsound AFC Wimbledon fanzine.
Yes, it’s the annual shindig of meeting the guy who will get abused something chronic when we lose 3-0 to Oxford.
More from the strange purgatory that is the start of pre-season training to the first friendly…
As it’s now officially pre-season as opposed to the long days of close season, a few musings on this sunny Friday in July…
Before we go on – hands up if you got the Creedence Clearwater Revival reference?
No? Oh, here you are…
Another day, another new signing. I guess we must have finally found some new pens which somebody nicked from Ladbrokes.
So, welcome Mark Phillips. A central defender to replace Jones going back to South Wales, and somebody who sounds rather in the Frampton mould. And I don’t just mean being the wrong side of 30.
And just when you thought this week was going to peter out quietly, we’ve signed Adebayo Akinfenwa.
At least we know the carvery leftovers won’t be left to waste next season 😉
Bloody hell. Not only did I forget that the Capital One Cup draw was this morning, I also forgot that we could have drawn THEM in it.
And that’s exactly what we’ve done.
Franchise.
At the Wankiedome.
Every so often, especially at a club like AFCW, a transfer does genuinely make your jaw drop and go “blimey”. Especially in a position that has been a problem for a good year.
So, welcome to AFCW Matt Tubbs. At least for this next twelve months.
Three weeks plus without a proper update. And it still feels too soon.
As your editor’s digestive system finally gets back to normal (while I enjoyed both HK and Japan, especially the latter, I wouldn’t rush back to either of them. And it made me realise just how far Australia is), the big news within the last 24 hours has been us finally making a signing.