rallyboy

Defoe did say farewell to the few - by waving one finger in his rearview mirror as he went up the A3 at a pace usually reserved for traffic units with film crews aboard. The one finger was to indicate both the number of times his wages had been paid in the previous quarter, and the marks out of ten he awarded the Fatpipes faithful for their passion, general bestestness and ability to pack-a-park. Do our homegrown and developed England quartet outdo their bought-in England players who still haven't been paid? Silly question, but I 4-1 believe that it had to be asked.

I believe they gave away 10,500 season tickets at bargain basement prices to get in quick money, so as predicted at the time, their cashflow now must be horrendous with less than 3,000 paying customers including concessions every fortnight. They are now giving away tickets for upcoming games to pack the park. A park which ironically, is only packed when a bigger club come to town. When I say A bigger club, that'll be us. So they are currently taking maybe £100K a month through the turnstiles? That's like a drop in the cesspit when you recall the amounts being paid to the former heroes. Must be time pretty soon for another loan and takeover by their friendly partners.

It just took me ages to get along the M27, the open-top bus tour has gridlocked half of the county. I've not had the misfortune of personally witnessing their current style of play, but from what I hear Mr Barker only has one plan. Stifle creativity, strangle the opposition with ten men behind the ball and keep a clean sheet at all costs. If this works, then try and create two or three chances. This plan works....until the opposition score - then there is no plan B. The other things that strikes me is, if you are going all out defensive and looking for someone to nick a goal out of nowhere with a half-chance every half hour, there is only one man for that job in League Two - and pompey are paying him to do that for Oxford. Perhaps if Barker had kept Connolly they might be nearer the play-offs than the bottom? So for me Barker's right up there with Whittingham, Grant, UnAppy, Hart, Cotterill and every other loser manager that they have heralded as a coaching genius and England manager-in-waiting. Keep up the good work.

they need that bigger stadium as soon as possible, then they can sing their classy songs in even greater numbers. I make that about 2,800 paying customers tonight. The same numbers as the other small clubs in the bottom tier. (portsmyth no 962 - we make much more money than other clubs with our massive gates)

I spy a little unrest amongst the natives, not about the team, but about the local media coverage... There seems to be a backlash against the template approach. I think like the rest of us they've finally had enough of plucky player A pledging to do this and blue army hero B bravely battling against that - the main message seems to be, forget the shallow rallying cries and get some points! Which would have been a great plan, had they thought of it five years ago.

donkeys managed by donkeys.

Their chairman considers less than 35mg a pass - or 95mg if they lose the paperwork.

They do have a lot of moronic followers, but sadly I wouldn't have to look too hard to find some equally deluded ramblings on our own main board at the moment. The only consolation is that the few have gone for both quality and quantity whereas our fanbase has a lower ratio of idiots. As a club, they are certainly the bestest though. We lose to an appalling pub team 3-1, but they outdo us again and ship five goals on a northern allotment. This battle to be the most disappointing club in Hampshire is one that we just cannot win.

Presumably Man Utd or Chelsea will come in for villain Jed and give them about £8M in development fees, that will give Richie a promotion warchest. Add in the £10M from Robinson, increased full price season ticket sales plus the next couple of parachute payments, and they can build the new stadium during the summer, just in time to welcome England back after our dominant World Cup victory.

stop it, you are making the Bear all frisky and we don't want him offering us somewhere to hang our teatowels.

a substantial cash injection that is totally ring-fenced by Portsmouth City Council So Robinson is giving some money to the planning authority....for pompey to use in the future. A question for the Nutjob planning experts - is it standard practice for a developer to give money to the council to look after for a business?

I think the historic protection made reference to open air leisure or something similar, but the councillors seem to have a policy to take it beyond the wording and to protect at all costs both the football club, and their own votes.....but not in that order. Robinson has been shrewd enough to put a big protective arm around the club and to to march them through all security imposed to protect Fatpipes and seems to have nearly landlocked the stadium and freed it up for future development. A bit like the guy who kindly takes the arm of your Gran and assists her all the way to the cashpoint. Luckily Robinson is their mate and has their best interests at heart, and the Trust board is oozing with commercial experience so they would see a trap if it was forming. So that's all good. They'll be fine. Robinson and the Trust are equal partners in this, similar to the way in which hostage-takers form a bond with their captives. And we all know how that relationship tends to end.

I'm not sure that the club ever actually owned the whole lump of land - didn't the great hero Mandaric obtain it for himself under various companies before officially knocking down a small hut, and scuttling away with a nice profit? Once the ownership of the club and land went their separate ways it was always going to end in tears. It hasn't yet though, we are just approaching the interval for ice creams and pop. The tears will come later - when the new arena doesn't.

there are access rights for mobility scooters.

Some people are just victims.

majority shareholders? Oh, I thought they were fan-owned....and debt-free, and that's why we are all so envious. I've forgotten, why are we jealous again?

Is that the launch piece for the next stage of begging? Cough up your cash for a new stand. Millions needed, just so they can increase the number of empty seats on display. Yep, another cracking idea. So much better than paying off debt, finding some stability, or maintaining the ground as it is. Yeah, bigger stands, that's the answer.

I don't think they can service the CVA from League Two! The Trust masterplan and projections MUST have demanded promotion or at least some momentum and full houses to maintain control over outgoings. This whole damp squib of a season has punched the life out of the dream to be back in the Championship anytime soon. If you look at some of the big clubs above them in the league pyramid who are not crippled by such debt but are struggling to make progress, you realise how difficult it will be to climb. Maybe they have a painful truth to accept as they wallow around in League Two obscurity - they have reached their level.

The day that they pay someone £1,000 to withdraw their share will be the same day that they hold the Winter Olympics in Qatar. That company doesn't even pay people what they owe them, why would they return a donation?

Latest spin - The national press have pointed out the average home Pompey attendances this season – as the club founder at the bottom of League Two – show where loyalty lies in Hampshire. And former players still line up to wax lyrical about the Blues supporters being the best in the business – Asmir Begovic and Paul Merson being two of the most recent to do so. But look a little closer and it’s clear the Fratton faithful are facing the biggest challenge to their standing as English football’s most fervent fans. Putting aside the spelling mistake, the forced quotes from template journalism, the inaccuracies, and the hint that they tipped off the nationals with false figures, this piece does look a bit needy and (I don't know if it's been mentioned before) delusional. It's nice to see they have downgraded themselves from best in the world to best in England, but I still think that there are maybe 40 clubs that would challenge their fantasy claim. Just stop, it was funny, now it's undignified! People are just laughing at you.

Is it safe to assume that Mr Robinson's generosity to his neighbour and the fact that he stipulates that his money in return for their suicidal planning support must be spent on ground improvements, is more to do with tidying up the boundary fence to his land and making the view from his own development look classier? But let's carry on dressing it up as mighty pompey laying down the law and demanding a massive cash injection from Tesco if that sounds more palatable for the easily-led to gobble up. And of course this investment is just another little time bomb. 2014 - Modest cash injection for ground improvements. 2015 - As Tesco paid for it, why haven't we got a new ground yet?

apart from being inbred and delusional I also see that that particular Tweeter seems to spend most of his time at gay clubs. Either that or he just loves being photographed with young men. They look like the bastard sons of Village People. Yes Mr Skateboy, we are indeed very jealous. And yes, we had to send all of our Hull tickets back because no one went, and we all stayed at home and booed our own players via the radio, stopping before the end. Yes, we ran away at the dock strike, our owner was in the SS, our ground is owned by the council, we are buried in debt and we give away 13,000 tickets to every home game to benefit cheats and asylum seekers, our houses don't have wheels - and our other weakness is that we embrace people of different creeds and aren't afraid of people who are a different colour or from the next valley. Etc, etc. Yawn.

That vision of the future does look like Tesco has got a small football ground hidden away in it's backyard behind the bins. Looking at that they seem to have cleared up a lot of dog mess and executed a woman on a mobility scooter too. But how funny would it have been if they had included her in the illustration! A real missed opportunity. At least this project doesn't entail compulsory purchase of a billion quidsworth of seafront property, buying a section of dockyard, moving the sea, employing Diego Maradona, building a new motorway, and Liam Lawrence having to organise ticketing for the world cup finals - so it is progress.

Redeveloping that ground is a mad fantasy way beyond their budget. If they look to the east and west, they might just realise that they have been left behind. A bumbling old deluded football dinosaur, still living the dream of flat caps, rosettes, and jumpers as goalposts, muttering away about the glory of ancient history. And while we have a laugh at Bournemouth, they have sorted out their ground and are looking secure halfway up the Championship. pompey can only dream of being that big.

A group of brave pompey fans were just applauding the players off, congratulating the team on a battling away performance, when Bradley suddenly ran over to them. One fan quietly said, pausing only to adjust his cravat, 'hello Mr Bradley, can I just say that me and my chums thought you were brilliant today, how can we help you?' But despite being congratulated Bradley just went crazy. He punched a woman in a wheelchair, showed some of his genitals to the crowd, and spat in the face of a small child as the petrified youngster attempted to hand over the cash proceeds of a one mile bike ride. The pompey fans were horrified and gently chanted as one, 'please stop, you are frightening all 4,000 of us'. But the unprovoked and crazed Bradley didn't stop! The mad-eyed utility man assaulted numerous pensioners, released a flare into a nearby kitten sanctuary, then spitting hatred and clearly under the influence of alcohol, he ripped open his shirt to expose a tattoo of himself with Adam Lallana, before turning away and flamboyantly urinating his full name and squad number across a pitchside war memorial. Children cried, adults were shocked, some pets had to be put down - and many members of the plucky but impeccably-behaved Blue Army were physically sick, having been exposed to industrial language for the first time. It certainly took the edge of a fantastic away performance.