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Came across this on Twitter earlier today https://player.bfi.org.uk/search/free?subject=Football+matches|Blackburn+Rovers

Ha! https://www.lancashiretelegraph.co.uk/news/6205460.comment-peter-white/ https://www.lancashiretelegraph.co.uk/news/6200622.shearer-rovers-fans-left-black-blue/

He posed in the new kit & featured on the back page of the Telegraph but I have no recollection of him playing.

This week's "Accrington Observer" column... You Don’t Know What You’ve Got Till It’s Gone I’m not entirely sure if Joni Mitchell is a massive fan of English football, but the portentous lyrics to “Big Yellow Taxi” certainly ring true in these potentially apocalyptic times. Events move quickly around these parts and last week, the Premier League and the EFL each demonstrated the sort of flexibility usually associated only with an experienced yoga class. From robustly insisting that the weekend’s football would proceed unimpeded, the realpolitik of the situation soon demanded a pragmatic response and following a u-turn, football eventually was stopped. Just like that. Faced with an exponentially-growing, global pandemic, it was testimony to the prevailing power of modern-day sport that postponement was held at bay way longer than seemed sensible. The commercial ramifications seeming to hold primacy for an indecent period of time, the health of the sport’s audience and practitioners evidently some way down the pecking order. The presence of around 3,000 Atletico Madrid fans in Liverpool last Wednesday already looks like crass complacency of the highest order. Football’s lack of joined up thinking at the highest levels it seems is rivalled only by that of our most senior politicians. Against the backdrop of the biggest public health challenge of, at the very least, a generation there are no complaints from this quarter regarding the cancellation of a mere sport. But, I do miss it, already, after just a single blank weekend. It’s the routine, the camaraderie, the tribalism, the sense of community provided by football that is so very difficult to replace. How long will we be without our drug of choice though is the question? At this juncture, it seems that it will be months, rather than weeks, at the very least. Whilst there is even the slightest risk that the virus could spread amongst fans travelling to a game, drinking in the pubs before and after or cheering on their favourites during it; then football must stop. A quote circulating once more in the press over the weekend and curiously, attributed to both Arrigo Sacchi and Carlo Ancelotti proclaims football to be, “the most important of the unimportant things in life”. A more accurate representation of the current state of affairs than the famous Bill Shankly quote, which was delivered, I strongly suspect, with his tongue firmly in his cheek. The single biggest revelation of last weekend was just how much time I typically spend watching, reading about, thinking about, Tweeting about and thanks largely to this very column, writing about football. I had so much spare time that at one point I found myself tidying the loft and sorting out my vinyl LP collection, which had lain untouched for some fifteen years. As it turns out, my wife is actually quite pleasant company but she no longer works at Woolworth’s apparently. The old ones are the best as they say. Football is likely to be off the agenda for quite some time. There are of course many other pressing priorities to address. Once those are under some semblance of control, then and only then should the resumption of sport return even to the conversation. When it does, there is a whole host of issues to be resolved. The prospect of the season being voided looms large. The 2020 Euros have just been postponed. The pre-Qatar World Cup football calendar could end up looking radically different. As for our very own Rovers, what prospects lie in wait? The cashflow impacts of no football for several months will take their toll; hopefully Venky’s will continue to fund the wage bill but they too, in their core business, will not be immune from the worldwide impacts of a recession or worse. Contracts will expire at the end of June, loanees will return to parent clubs, but what will happen to the unresolved fixtures? Many of the remaining 71 EFL clubs will be in far worse a state of jeopardy than Rovers but you do sense that Bury FC will not be season’s only casualty if this crisis continues as expected. How many of these footballing paradises will be paved and replaced with parking lots before the next football season kicks-off? How many seats in grounds nationwide will be tragically and unexpectedly empty? Stay safe people, look after your families, friends and neighbours and let us hope we can all reconvene here soon, fit and raring to go.

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The Kevin Gallacher record has just been corrected by Kevin Gallacher...Golden Source ???

Part 2

This takes me back... part 1

The intriguing aspect is the timing of the 2022 WC which makes staggering the start dates of seasons less of an issue than it would be normally. Entirely possible that it might be 2023 before “normal” timings resume...

Kappa...the first iteration, Italian styling, based on traditional Rovers designs & The return of that wonderful red & black striped away shirt...

We’re doing this on Twitter... if anyone not on Twitter is equally bored feel free to join in...? #‪CombineRoversPlayersNamesToMakeA......for example Country & Western star Bassist with an indie band Actor

Bumping it on the Home page ??

Great game at Ewood today...what a result...all to play for ...

Well....

Here’s mine...it was worn at Spurs with yellow shorts but sold as a replica with black shorts...

This week's slightly extended "Accrington Observer" column... Derby’s Ram Raid Exposes Rovers There are any number of sports psychology books professing that pressure is a positive force, "diamonds from coal" and so on; whereas stress is corrosive and undermines performance. Sports stars are routinely exposed to both scenarios throughout their careers. The very best learn to avoid, eliminate or at least reduce stress to manageable proportions. Pressure on the other hand occurs when the participants have “skin in the game”, the result is important and the outcome is at least in part dependent upon the performance of the individual. It is this jeopardy and the fear of failure that drives on the very best to perform at their very best, repeatedly and consistently when it matters. Clive Woodward when managing the 2003 England Rugby World Cup winners referenced T-CUP – “thinking correctly (or clearly) under pressure”, the ability clearly, coolly and clinically to make the right choice at the right time. Think Johnny Wilkinson, deep into extra time, off his weaker foot, “he drops for World Cup glory” as enshrined in Ian Robertson’s memorable commentary. At various times in this topsy-turvy season, Rovers have threatened to spark into life and gate-crash the top six party, only to fail to rise to the occasion, the pressure of expectation proving to be too much to handle. Sunday afternoon was the latest instance and once again, the promise that had been steadily accumulating was swiftly surrendered. Derby County are far from the side they were last season when they emphatically and vibrantly pinned Rovers back for what seemed to be roughly 88 of the 90 minutes but somehow failed to score. This iteration under Cocu however, is still finding its feet and is learning how to accommodate the eclectic talents of one Wayne Rooney. Mr Rooney however was absent from the squad, as was former Rovers loanee Tom Lawrence. There are times when the “diem” has to be “carpe’d” as it were, Sunday was one of them. Victory would capitalise on the failings of rivals the previous day and the oh-so-elusive top six would be breached for the first time since the beginning of September 2018. The opening fifteen minutes suggested Rovers were indeed up for it. Derby looked languid, Rovers looked calm and composed and far from stressed, nor particularly under pressure. Gradually though, Derby grew into the match and seemed to realise that the simple expedient of running purposefully and directly at the Rovers defence and/or slipping a through ball for a teammate to run onto was a revolutionary tactic that Rovers simply could not handle. The Derby opener was, it has to be said, an absolute cracker, Louie Sibley scoring his first senior goal with what could conceivably turn out to be the best of his fledgling career. A rasping drive from 25 yards curling away from Walton into the top corner. Out of nothing, Derby had the lead and they never truly looked like losing it thereafter. The second followed an ineffective parry by Walton from another long-range shot, the ball falling kindly to Chris Martin to finish, paradise for the Rams. Derby were building the pressure now, Rovers by comparison were moving from being under pressure to looking distinctly stressed. It could and should have been three just before half time, Waghorn rounded Walton but from a narrowing angle, could only contrive to hit the inside of the post, the ball rebounding to a grateful and relieved keeper. After such a lacklustre opening half, there was a sense that things could only get better but any dreams of parity disappeared after the opening third of the second half. Rovers had the lion’s share of possession but didn’t really create a clear-cut chance of note. As in the first half, Derby then slowly eased themselves back into control and any thoughts of a comeback could be placed on the back burner. The third Derby goal summed up the afternoon, a clumsy, poorly executed and largely unnecessary challenge by Bennett felled Jason Knight and the ensuing spot kick was coolly converted by Chris Martin, leaving Rovers very definitely in trouble. Still time however, for one more example of the inability to T-CUP was to follow, with the hapless John Buckley rightly red carded, for an “over-exuberant” let’s say, challenge on Curtis Davies. A truly dispiriting afternoon all round. It reminded me of a young(er) Lewis Travis getting sent off away at Portsmouth in the promotion season. Coming on as sub, desperately keen to make an impression and so doing, but for all the wrong reasons. Travis learned from it, Buckley will too. Where to next for Rovers? Astoundingly, despite a run of form yielding a paltry three points out of the last twelve, Rovers still are adrift of sixth by only three points, albeit with just nine games remaining. The crucial difference now though, is that from tenth position, Rovers have to somehow close that points gap and simultaneously perform better than at least four other teams currently above them. On the "last six games" current form table, Rovers are just outside the top six. Millwall seem to be the dark horses who are timing their run but keep half an eye on QPR and Reading. With a number of European matches now being played behind closed doors thanks to coronavirus and rising concerns as to the public health implications, the outcome of any football match needs as always to be kept in perspective; notwithstanding Bill Shankly. Rovers best performance of the season is quite possibly the impressive away win at Ashton Gate last December. Failure to complete the double over the Robins on Saturday will surely consign the lingering top six dreams to the dustbin. Curiously, that might just relieve the pressure and help eliminate the “top six stress” apparently burdening the side. Might that in turn allow greater freedom of expression and potentially improve results? Maybe this is all part of a cunning plan? If it comes off it’s genius, “thinking creatively under pressure” perhaps? Forget T-CUP, Sunday was more akin to a mug’s game. Rovers now need to find a special brew to restore all the feelings that we get from you.

Rich Sharpe confirmed on podcast Ep126 that Smallwood turned down a loan move in January.

He’s out of contract in the summer so presumably we’re trying to sign him permanently if it works out...

Yellow tie, Andy Burgin ? next to Lee, Graham Oates ?

In case you haven’t already...Don is terrific in this...

Keegan, Waddle & McDermott in the team...17k in the ground

This week's slightly extended "Accrington Observer" column... Draw, Draw, Quick, Quick, Draw "Money can't buy me love..." as a popular beat combo once proclaimed but there are those who suggest it can buy promotion. Rovers opponents last Wednesday, Stoke City, are owned by the Coates family, who also own Bet365. Peter Coates is in many respects, Stoke City’s equivalent of Jack Walker and has backed the club substantially at various points over the last thirty years. With the club having largely squandered their parachute payments and now falling under the auspices of FFP, the wealth of the Coates family has not insulated Stoke from their on-field problems. Bet365's CEO is Denise Coates, daughter of Peter and has a net worth apparently in excess of £10bn, earning £323m in 2018 alone, making her the highest paid executive of any UK company. Gambling only pays when you're winning...or when you're the bookmaker. I’ll nail my colours to the mast early on here. I’m not massively keen on the normalisation of gambling in football. I believe we will look back at some point in the near future with incredulity at the proliferation of gambling adverts in a similar way that 1980’s F1 cars festooned with tobacco ads look so incongruous to us now. But that said, the Coates family have been model owners and unlike some owners, pay their taxes. I’m equally sure the Coates family would willingly have parted with a few bob more to persuade the referee to blow up early last week had they been able. On a cold evening that demanded some spicy fare to warm the heart of your cockle, both sides conspired to offer up the footballing equivalent of a limp, service station salad that has sat on a plate next to the oven for a week. Armstrong once more started brightly and Rovers had the ball in the net when Joe Rothwell pounced on a Butland spill from an Armstrong shot, but Rothwell was clearly offside. Stoke were less than wholeheartedly adventurous but when they did attack, they looked dangerous. Had they truly gone for the win, Stoke might just have secured a couple more points towards their race for safety. Gallagher had a one on one but was foiled by Butland, Armstrong cut in and tried his luck but the shot was easily smothered by Butland once more and that was about it. It’s entirely possible that had a coronavirus scare caused it to be played behind closed doors, few would have quibbled come 10pm, such was the dearth of a spectacle. Off the back of the draw at Brentford, hopes were high that the two subsequent home games would provide the fillip for a play-off push. Swansea at Ewood in the second of the back to back fixtures offered a different sort of challenge to the relegation-threatened Potters. One of those peer-group sides that Rovers have to overcome if top six is even remotely to be a prospect, Swansea clearly had a game plan that involved slowing down proceedings and frustrating their opponents – a Lewis Travis tribute some would argue. A reorganised defence seemed to have removed the prospect of Nyambe attacking down the right but the opening goal came from just this source with a delicious, curling cross worthy of Trent Alexander-Arnold, finding Sam Gallagher – in a central role note – able to flick it home from close range. The first assist of the season from either full back. Danny Graham on the bench doubtless immediately posting congratulations to Gallagher via the medium of his Instagram account. Rovers settled down and for all the world looked like they would reach half-time a goal to the good. Not so fast, spiky Liverpool loanee Rhian Brewster showed his class taking a pass on the turn and firing a shot hard and low into the bottom corner beyond Walton. All square and a growing sense of frustration at the lapse. Soon after the restart, Tosin Adarabioyo highlighted perhaps his main weakness; namely dealing with tricky forwards with fast feet in the box. Not for the first time this season, it cost a penalty when Jordan Garrick was fouled in the area and astonishingly, Rovers were now behind. Swansea managing two goals from two shots on target, efficient certainly. What really stuck in the craw was the fact that Garrick could easily have seen red for a late and high challenge on Walton in the first half. The game then followed what seemed to be an inevitable script of Rovers battling but struggling to gain a foothold in a brave defeat. Tony Mowbray went full “Football Manager”, throwing on Graham and Brereton to partner Armstrong and Gallagher in what initially looked like a throwback 4-2-4 from the 1960’s. This seemed to unsettle Rovers more than Swansea though, as Gallagher is still nowhere near as effective out wide and Armstrong is on a hot streak playing through the middle. That it worked despite this probably explains why Mowbray sits in the dugout whilst I’m typing this column! Brereton let us say “won” a penalty following a direct run into the box, which cleverly cut across a Swansea defender; Brereton’s left leg sprung out, made contact, down he went. Danny Graham took the kick rather than Armstrong, but Gareth Southgate’s Godson in the Swansea goal saved it. Graham also managed to hit the post, it all pointed to “one of those afternoons”. Deep in injury time, a tired Bennett cross ended at the feet of Adarabioyo and the big man spotted Johnson just outside the box with a neat, stabbed pass. Johnson looked up took aim and quite brilliantly found just the right deflection off the head of Swansea’s Kabango, totally wrong-footing Woodman. All square, and in fairness the least Rovers deserved on the balance of play over the ninety minutes. Three points from nine has to be considered to be a disappointing return; especially from two-nil up at Brentford with two home games to follow. But astonishingly, the gap to the play-offs at 5pm on Saturday night was just three tantalising points. Ten games left, but Rovers really need to string wins together now, not draws if the season is to have a chance to end gloriously. Frankly, still to be in the conversation at this point with the injuries that have blighted the squad is testimony to the team spirit and determination. There can be no doubt though, that a lack of guile or unpredictability has made it so much more difficult to unpick packed and disciplined defences and has cost points. Dack might just have been able to offer something different, or Holtby, once the promise of Harry Chapman would have excited the home crowd, but the reality is, we will never know. Our next opponents have of course recently changed their name and so it's Wayne Rooney’s Derby County lining up on Sunday. Rooney's salary being largely picked up by a betting company, this time it's the Gibraltar-based 32Red, who also sponsor four other league sides including Preston North End. WRDC have just won their first game in five and probably still believe that they could yet close the eight-point gap to sixth with a run of wins. All things are possible in this crazy division, would you bet against it ? There's plenty willing to take your money either way.