Guy N. Cognito

I would say it's a combination of old-skool superfans and club plants. Don't ask me on the ratio!

Indeed. Some clubs are fundamentally broken. Look at Man Utd. They've had a string of established managers, thrown buckets of cash at it, and they're still a laughing stock. There is a malaise from the top down that permeates the club and leaves little room for success. Same is true of Rovers to some extent. Although we've spent precious little money, every time we stumble on a winning formula, the club manages to get in its own way. We're going nowhere but down until the club is cleaned of the current incumbents.

Not convinced by Ismael, but then again it doesn't matter who's in the dugout. Even when the club accidentally unearths a diamond in the rough, they eventually grow weary of the club's self-defeating business model and piss off to pastures new.

The million dollar question will always remain: WHY do they hold onto us? It's honestly unfathomable. Most dodgy foreign owners have a short shelf-life, but incredibly Venky's have held the club longer than Uncle Jack. They don't attend matches, they're not invested in the club's fortunes, so what's the point? Even if we were a footnote in their monthly agenda, it doesn't make sense to keep an asset that constantly needs servicing and brings no financial benefit UNLESS it was being used for unscrupulous means.

I think we'll be alright, and they'll be three teams crappier than us come the end of the season. But would I put money on that? Ummm...

When you thought the club couldn't plumb new depths, they have fallen to a new low. The shocking thing is, you probably couldn't think of a more milquetoast reporter than Elliot Jackson, but even he was enough to ruffle the feathers at the club into blackballing the LET. Just goes to show how vulnerable Pasha and Rudy are without Waggott's spin-doctoring.

It's scandalous that an ex-player who went on protest to secure a move elsewhere is now part of our executive team. A sign of the times when it comes to this farce of a football club.

We're a bog-standard Championship side. A good run and we're in with a playoff shout (before it's internally sabotaged). A few bad results and we're in a relegation battle.