Old Codger

We don't even look good enough to achieve relegation on this showing 😞 What a shower. Bring on the new season. Let's get it over with.

I think he will remain stuck on the teat until the day someone cuts off the flow of milk. He has no incentive to do otherwise, as I mean, who is going to employ the buffoon after this gig?

If we are self-funding it can only be a matter of time before the club goes under, because in that scenario we are not a going concern. Worse still, self-funding means there would probably be an exodus of players who see the writing on the wall (well, at least the ones who can read) and are well enough connected to blag a switch to a rival for a buttons fee and a slice of humble pie. I'll believe it when it actually becomes a reality - still all speculation, hot air and piss from folk who, like the rest of us, are in the dark about the reality. Up-side? Well, the Steven Waggott can't last long as the biggest number on the P&L I would guess. FWAGGIT OUT! FWENKIES OUT! FANS OUT!

Let's just hope the Modi government gives them a proper kicking, that they wake up and smell the onions, and slink off back to their odious pursuit of mass slaughter of fowl beasts. What would happen to the club if they were just to relinquish ownership? What wouldn't happen to the club in that scenario? (not going full Cartesian logic on these buggers just yet).

I'll do it for that.

It is all hot air and piss, until players actually come in. Until then, there can be no planning for the new campaign except on the basis that we wee with the willy we have already got. Names from the turgid lips of the gossip mongers and faux ITK are hot air, and the only thing that is worth paying any attention to is the sound of the pen scrawling a signature on a playing contract and the slight whoosh as an incoming recruit raises their new shirt for the obligatory 'there was only one club in my mind' photoshoot. Even the sound of the door banging on the arse of departing players isn't worth a backwards glance, as it is simply a signal that our strength in depth is being undermined and diminishing at our peril. I think that's fair enough.

When was the Caulker fiasco?

Budgets are one thing. Funds to spend according to budget are quite another. If the Chicken Chokers become prohibited from spending their pocket money on their overseas chattels, we can safely presume the club would be considered to be not a going concern under its current financial profile. Talk is cheap. Actions always speak louder than words. I've asked a few times what has actually happened to the income generated by recent player sales, but nobody really knows, other than those who handle the club's income, draw up the contracts and administer the funds once deposited. Football finances have always been a messy minefield. Rovers is just a bit messier than most, though somewhat obscured by Mr Lugubrious himself at the helm, and a complete lack of transparency in any of the formal reporting mechanisms available for public scrutiny. We will never have the inside track, and perhaps we never should. But we do have the right to be treated as significant stakeholders in the affairs of Blackburn Rovers Football Club, something we have been robbed of by the shameless and shameful approach adopted by the weirdos from Pune, whose handling of matters from their first approach to this very second has been nothing short of disgraceful - by any normal standards, even in the shithole that is football finance.

To be fair, he probably just farted the same old guff that normally emanates from his inane chops.. Nixon spouts, nobody with an ounce of self respect gives a monkeys

If it looks like horse shit, smells like horse shit... it's probably horse shit.

Bickering like bastards who just don't give a toss, Nailed on relegation, relying on the dross, Waiting for some funding, from India in bags, Courtesy of Modi, and a crowd of scheming hags Meanwhile, back in Blackburn, defenders old and weak Line up juicy contracts, to play each seventh week Someone saw the writing, way before we sank That without a decent chairman, instead a dodgy plank The gravy train would rumble on, the fans can go to hell As there's shag all they can do, in truth, until the Venkys sell So we call ourselves 'The Rovers', you'll hear us still quite proud Of our history and tradition, our hearts will ne'er be cowed But the trust is gone, the heart's been ripped, the only thing that's left Is a hope that some day soon will come, to stir within our chest That our club may soon rise once again, from all the pain and tatters And we beat the Burnleh scum both legs, from me its all that matters Forget the league, the cup, the dream, and shout it from your soul Blackburn Rovers will be back one day, and rise above it all And the day will dawn, perhaps quite soon, we then will all look back, And we'll rue the day the rot set in, when Big Sam got the sack. Now I'm sure there's folk who'll say not so, whose preference was for K*#n And who'd argue Venkys ownership's the best they've ever seen, But to those odd hacks, and nine-bob notes, I hope the drugs are great Cos you'd have to be a blind, bigoted, buffoon of the lowest order to carry those patent untruths off and if you've read this far and you really do believe any of that carp, well, take a good long hard look at the reality of Blackburn Rovers in 2024. Then hang your head in shame, because it never needed to be this way. Time for a good Venky Trashing.

In some parallel universe, the Venksters never rocked up - I wonder where we would be now, had there been no deal with these eejits? No doubt, if we'd maintained our Premiership status for even a short while longer, some other backing would have come forward, and at worst we would now be considered a permanent fixture in the upper echelons. Just think, a properly run, properly managed club operated at every level by people who a) know about football and b) are actually good at what they do. It's a measure of how far our expectations have fallen, that that basic scenario seems so far fetched and impossible to achieve at this point.. Bastardi! Anche uno stupido può andare in bicicletta con le ruote - E che ruote avevamo!

lol - 'Caught Case' :)

Questions need to be asked about where the money is going that has come / is coming to the club from the Wharton, Raya & Smzmodics sales (when that happens). If the Venksters are precluded from transferring dosh from India to Rovers, is there a similar embargo on funds going the other way? If so, where is the money and why can't the club access it?

All talk is shite. Actions short of new players entering the building and signing a contract, are shite. There is a helluva lot of shite around (including this drivel), and we will have to endure endless volumes more before anything actually happens (even if anything actually happens in the end, other than another dose of mindless downgrading of our club, our expectations and our player capabilities). Mods, please can we have a thread for 'actual' transfer activity, rather than mindless shite (like this)? Thanks.

20 million zloty war chest, standing by your beds Waiting for an update from these often loopy threads No-one has an inkling, no-one has a clue, Especially Mr Nixon, (a chancer, through and through) Down the hill at Brockhall, Eustace has a plan, Wait till no-one's looking, then throw the shit at fan, Money in the kitty? I think we know that's tosh The chicken choking shit-show, has scarpered with the dosh. One thing that is certain, just what the club will do, If Chaddy says it's one thing, the opposite comes true 😉 Sorry Chris. Only joking. Keep that finger firmly on the pulse - the rest of us are taking the summer off till there's actually some news 🙂

Aye. Doesn't bode well does it? Then again, things can change rapidly in any walk of life, and football is just as volatile and ephemeral as any other sector... There may well come another day when we can have gold taps in the bogs..

Come on Mark, don't mince your words mate 🙂 100% agree - the deluded of Pune should gtf out of our club. Honourless twats.

It's a nerve jangler, to be sure, the rivalry between Rovers and Burnleh. It would be great, at some point, for both teams to go into the battle on an even footing, instead of one side having a financial and quality advantage. Whilst the long years of Rovers 'dominance' were wonderful for this end of the M65, we all know it was due to having access to much better resources and the relative comfort of being able to field players from the top of the barrel, not the bottom. Since the position is merely reversed these past few years, it should be no surprise to anyone that Rovers have declined and the Clarrots have enjoyed the spoils. As for next season, unless there is a miraculous turn around behind the scenes at Ewood we will probably be lining up as underdogs awaiting another beasting from the playground bully. At least we know how our 6 fingered cousins felt all those years when Stan the man brought his gallant old stagers along in the misfiring mini to play our thoroughbreds in their polished and pristine Ferraris. For me, the whole question of money in the game has created far too much of a stench to not see through the reality of the situation. Despite our partisan proclivities, money is the defining factor in the outcome of games, and despite our so called 'billionaire owners' (yeah right) we don't have any. I'm certainly not suggesting we throw in the towel, or simply lie down and wait for the inevitable head down the bog humiliation, because this is football after all, and we all know that anything can happen. No, I simply look forward to a day, some time in the near future I hope, where the supporters of both Rovers and Burnleh can go into a derby day clash with equal hope and expectation of the spoils - that would be a game worth turning up for, shouting ourselves hoarse, and walking away with real bragging rights having won the contest by being the best team of the day. Fuck the money, let's get back to a contest about pride in the badge and the tradition. COYB!

Well done to the men in yellow this afternoon. Pears made a couple of very good saves, especially at one-nil up, when he tipped it onto the bar and away. Sammie, what a legend! I think it unlikely we will see him in Rovers colours again, which is a shame, as the lad is a natural and does everything that you'd want a Rovers player to do for the team. Time for some reflection, some realism, and some change. I'm glad we did the business. It did look like the gods were conspiring against us at half time, but cometh the hour, cometh the man... Why can't our players show up like that and like against Leeds, every week? It is the great footballing conundrum - if you could guarantee it, we'd probably just complain. See you next season, boys and girls! Enjoy the summer..

Like any other game, we have to take our chances, keep it tight at the back, and look to get our noses in front if possible. It's a different situation altogether from the Leeds game, where somehow the circumstances conspired to help us, and we took the one chance brilliantly. Today, Leicester will be feeling relaxed - their job is done already, whereas Leeds fell victim to the tension in their ground. The Foxes will be in party mode, and able to play for shits and giggles because whatever happens, the result doesn't matter for them. Rovers are in the Leeds situation themselves today though - if they capitulate, expect a severe tonking as heads go down. Then it will be entirely down to what three other teams can do on the day. We only need one to slip up and we are safe, and remember, the nerves will be jangling around those dressing rooms and terraces too. COYB!

Fair play Kushiro, a cracking read that, and oddly quite emotion stirring, especially the references to our most recent glory days, sadly now half a lifetime in the past 😞 Now, if only we can find out where Harper was laid to rest, then if we dig him up ahead of 12.30 tomorrow and put a bag of bones instead of our own 'striker' maybe we'll find the back of the Leicester net like the good old days...

It'll be worse than a Saturday evening episode of Dr. Who when I was a kid....I wish I didn't give a toss, but as we know, your club is a big part of your life and for us to be so mired in negativity and facing a strong chance of the drop, it is not easy to stay upbeat. The last game of season 2023-24 should have been a celebration, not an anxious wait at the bedside of an ailing loved one. Let's just hope we aren't collectively planning a funeral come 2.30 tomorrow...:( Come on, you maddening, saddening, mighty Blues. C'mon.

Ye cannae make a silk purse, from a wee coo's ear. Alchemy is a myth. The Magic Circle is full of charlatans pulling the wool over peoples' eyes. We are bottom feeders, managed by a bottom dweller. End of.

We have to go out in a blaze of something approaching glory, or risk the unpalatable consequences. From such a promising start to the season, we have conspired to engineer a catastrophe where there should have been celebration. Even if we do avoid the drop, it will be a pyrrhic victory, and we will have to endure a wholly uncertain summer on the back of the Indian goon's inability to sort out their domestic affairs. I'm not one to rain on Leicester's parade - their form this season has been brilliant, whilst ours has been at best patchy, and at worst appalling. Who knows, it is a funny old game, and Leicester will have cause for celebration whatever the result on the day. I'd like it if we could achieve safety at our own hand, but can't say I would be surprised if it is taken out of our hands by the quality of our opposition and the general upswing of fortune of those other clubs looking over their shoulder. At least we can't complain it has been a boring season 🙂