A very occasional blog about a football club, Hull City AFC.
I’m an optimistic person. I wrote to the Hull Daily Mail in 1996 arguing that if everyone in the city got behind the club, that we could end up in the Premier League. I still believe one day that we will be playing Barcelona in Europe. Alas, as per seemingly fucking usual, my mind is … Continued
Prior to the season, it seemed many were expecting some kind of vague promotion push, or at least for us to be challenging for play-offs. Seven games in, a few are apparently now believing that we are in a relegation battle. 7 points from 7 games. Relegation form so far #hcafc — 3 O’Clock At … Continued
There is so much wrong with the club at the moment, so many aspects that I could rant about, that I really am spoiled for choice. Ehab’s latest video, the membership scheme, transfer policy, the performance last night, the team choice last night, the result… I could also sit here and not bother doing anything … Continued
Wow, what an excellent defeat that was on Saturday. Yes I am a sarcastic bastard, and yes I am well-qualified at being facetious but that truly was the best result, the best way to be beaten and at the very best time. All true Hull City AFC fans should be celebrating. Do you really need me … Continued
I’m not the only one with a significant case of apathy, am I? Not only have I not watched any of the games so far, I also haven’t been that interested in the scores. Tuesday evening I reached my peak interest in the actual game, following #hcafc on Twitter, checking it every 10 minutes or so … Continued
I’m sat here thinking, “I really should write a blog before the new season”. I have an hour before I need to leave my house to go to the pub. No I am not going to pub showing the football. I don’t really care. Rarely, if ever, have I been so ambivalent about how well … Continued
“Lessons have been learnt”. “We have never been a selling club under our ownership”. Oh where to start? We all knew upon relegation that there was next to no chance of keeping Marco Silva. Instead he has gone to the much-larger club, Watford FC, for one season. Relegation was entirely avoidable, and had we not … Continued
Once we’d been relegated and I’d spent some time eating a truly miserable roast dinner in a place than rhymed with Allam, followed by a fair portion of time staring at a really hot Portuguese woman’s breasts that were desperate to fall out of her dress, I allowed the realities of relegation to sink in. … Continued
I dared to question the God-like abilities of Marco Silva a few weeks back, and somehow I got away without howls of abuse – probably because I only have 5 readers. Don’t get me wrong – he’s good, but he’s not Wenger ‘good’. Repeatedly we let early goals in or started slowly. Zonal marking was … Continued
I was going to write about my morbid experience at the game on Sunday, but decided against writing such a depressing post, and write about our wonderful owners instead. Firstly, I’d like to thank Dean Windass for getting me an internship at the club. I am truly excited that our progressive, modern owners have seen … Continued