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Sunday, August 16, 2026

Foundations laid? - The Mighty vs Wycombe Wanderers


Here we go again.

Once more into the breach.




After the light aperitif of a tasty cup game in glamorous Grimsby, it's time for the stodgy main course - the slog, the route march, the steady and relentless uphill trek that is league football.

If Mick from Barnsley hadn't inadvertently spawned multiple million gifs to the contrary, I'd confidently state that "It (the start of the season), can't get any worse (than last year)" but we all know what Mick from Barnsley said about being positive.  


I AM cautiously optimistic though. I don't think we'll smash the league playing non stop champagne football but I just don't think we'll be adrift at the bottom playing football that tastes like a pint of drip tray slop with a few old fag butts floating round in it.

I just want to feel like we've gone forward in comparison to the backsliding of the past 4 years. I think there's some reasons for this optimism. We've signed more thoughtfully, we've certainly trained more professionally and preseason has shown glimpses of a potentially fitter, engaged Josh Bowler.


There are plenty of questions as always:

Is Dale Taylor just something you see out of the corner of your eye every now and again but can't be certain that he's real? 

Has Evo accidentally written a 352 formation on the whiteboard in the dressing room in permanent marker pen and doesn't want to have to own up to it if he picks a back 4?

Have we got a plan for when some League 1 teams scandalously and selfishly *don't* play like Barcelona?

Nothing will be decided today, but perhaps a tone will be set. Songs often starts with a solo melody or tempo. Last season was a dirge from the first note, each note that joined more out of key, further out of time, as the sound multiplied, I just hope this year we can start in tune with each other on and off the pitch - because if we do, it could grow into something special.


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Then the team sheet is out. Up front we have a lad who hasn't played a league for us in more than 2 years and another lad who is more likely to play full back than centre forward. I don't really know what to do with this frankly comical information other than have an extra pint and grit my teeth in anticipation.

We play 'ok' in the first half - things I like include: Karoy Anderson's existence on earth, us getting Bowler into the game, Williams looking like he knows what he's doing, us passing it like we've actually practised passing and receiving and moving about a bit. I particularly liked the move at the end of the first half that ended with a rasping effort from Ashworth and the snapshot from Bowler that forced a sharp stop somewhere in the middle. Going forward we're a little bit laboured at times but generally, our use of the ball is a lot better and the players seem to understand how each of them relates to the next. I know that's the basics and Evatt has been here for a while now - but such things weren't a given last year and our season was basically ruined before autumn was over because we didn't do those basics. 

Things I don't like in the first half - George Honeyman runs about gamely but his touch in tight spaces isn't great, the Sunday league haveagohero frontline does indeed have a go, but it's not really very dangerous. CJ has some nice runs but the problem comes when he has do something at the end of it, Kylian mixes the odd silky touch on or pass with some decisions which aren't very good. I also obviously don't like the couple of half decent stops from the Wycombe keeper that deny Bowler and the ball in the face (I think that's what it was) that sees Jordan Brown go down and then totter unsteadily round until firmly pointed down the tunnel by Evo (it turns out Brown was ill and in retrospect he very much looked it.) I don't like that referee turns down a penalty appeal as Bowler surges into the box (I've no idea, it was miles away - but the ref was a bit of a random decision generator all game, so there's every chance it was)

Things I really don't like - The flimsy, piss weak goal we concede after dominating the opening however long it was. They get a corner and just score a goal like it's no effort at all. It's *that fucking goal we keep conceding yet again* - nor do I like the time, after we've just had a good 5 minute spell of dominating possession but not really doing anything with it, Wycombe get up the pitch and force a save with 2 or 3 passes.


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If you won games on some kind of style sheet with a Strictly Come Tikitaka judging panel we'd be 3-1 up. That's not football though. We've held the ball and moved it about nicely but on chances it's probably even enough even though Wycombe have done very little and of course, by the actual scoreline, we're losing the game.

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I'm slightly surprised we don't make further changes at half time. To use an analogy, if we were a missile, then it looks like we've done an ok job putting the rocket together but we've got no explosive in the nose cone. We do have two actual strikers on the bench but we carry on with what finished the first have for a good 15 minutes.

That said, we play well - we seem to be pressing higher and what we did well in the first half we do well this, but a little bit quicker. Our football is good, but chances aren't coming. For the first time in what seems like forever, we have control of a game - but I can hear the ghost of Neil Critchley in my ear saying 'quality in both boxes' and give a shudder. Control is fine and we're definitely nullifying Wycombe effectively and probing - but there's limited sense that we're actually going to *score a goal*

Eventually we get Bloxham and soon after that, Dion. The game definitely opens up at this point. Charles impresses me with the aggression of his running, he's always looking to unsettle, running hard into channels, disrupting the defenders rhythm by seeking contact as he drags them about but then also dropping off into space and tempting defenders to go with him creating the chance for others to run beyond.

Bloxham also impresses. His ability has never been in doubt, but there's been a share of games where his mindset or stamina have - today he looks really lively and hungry. He's also seeking to put himself about (and if he ever learns to really, properly do that with consistency, we've got a proper player) and pulling out to the right and again, creating space.

We're really aggressively pressing now which feels like it might bring rewards - but of course, it also creates greater risk - the higher up you commit to confronting the opposition, the worse it looks if they beat you - Once or twice in the initial period after the subs Wycombe do just that. I'm glad to see it though, because it is a willingness to make a game a bit more chaotic that will break down stubborn opponents and Wycombe are just about the epitome of a 'well organised' league 1 side - if you don't take risks, you'll never beat such teams. 

It goes back and forth for while but again, we gain control. Albie is on fine form, conducting from deep, spinning it this way and that, revelling in having adventurous wing backs, turning, checking, going back the other way, spreading it left, laying it right, driving up the middle, head up and scanning for space. It took him a little while to get to the speed of the game, but once he does, we look a much more serious proposition and I'm reminded how much a fit Morgan could bring to the season.

There's a chance from the right for Bloxham which is screwed across goal. There's a frankly gorgeous ball from CJ (now at wing back) which Charles puts wide. We look much more incisive, we're actually putting a period of pressure together. There's some belief in the way we're playing and that's transmitted to the stands. We take off Coulson and bring on Munroe. We withdraw Honeyman and put on Clarkson - We've committed everyone we can to going forward and that's what we do.

Karoy scoops it down the line. There's a bizarre moment where everyone stops and acts as if it's going to roll out of play but then Bloxham realises quickest that it isn't and races after it, he gets there, he's tight to the goal line, he thinks about driving into the box but then pushes it firmly across goal, Dion meets it and I've barely got time to bemoan the resulting block before I realise that Finlay Munroe is charging in and the loose ball is there to be hit and hit he does, he fairly takes the leather of the thing and it rockets, unstoppable, into the roof of the net...


It's a deserved goal and there's real joy in the moment. The question is, can we go and win this?

At moments, the answer seems to be yes - I'm ready to celebrate a goal for the ages as we explode from back to front and Clarkson finds Bowler who ghosts past the last defender like he's made of liquid flowing round a rock, and then crashes it towards the top corner. It flies just over and Josh lies prone on the turf on his back. It was beautiful even if it didn't go in, a teaser for what may yet be to come.

Another moment of lovely football sees Bloxham again pulled right out to the right and skillfully getting the ball across, Charles takes it first time, it's a difficult chance but I'm glad we're thinking like this. Teams that have success get the best out of each other and there's more ambitious attacking link play in this last 30 minutes than we saw over several games put together last season.

We run out of time in the end. The game ends with Williams crashing a shot well wide when, if he'd just taken a look, there was a simple ball to lay Bowler through with a direct run in on goal. He's a right back though and he's had a good game so lets not be too harsh on the lad.


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Was a tone set? I'd say, yeah, up to a point - there was plenty of effort, there was a sense that we collectively knew what we were doing. In the latter part of the game there was some real attacking intent and some actual quality at times.

There's no question that starting your 5th and 6th choice strikers blunted us but once we introduced a cutting edge then we made quite a lot of sense. 

A draw at home to Wycombe certainly isn't something to be overjoyed with. There are better teams and there are teams that aren't better than them, but will bring a more extreme version of the pragmatic approach they brought. There was a reasonable amount to like though in the general approach and the formation wasn't the millstone I feared it could have been. 

On balance, though it's irritating to concede another shit goal, I did like that all of the new players have fitted in well, I like that we've found a way to get Bowler properly involved and that he looks fitter than he has done for a long time, including that rubbish loan spell when we got relegated. I like that he's tracking back (to the best of his ability) and that he's demanding the ball and linking play, not just standing there waiting to have a run. I like that each sub improved us and all of them looked sharp because that gives optimism that a) we might start something stronger next time and b) if we ever have something approaching a full compliment of players, we might be able to generate the relentless intensity you only get when you've got 18 or 19 players straining for a shirt.

We need a little bit more in.

I like both Ashworth and Casey - I thought Ashworth had a really good game today, being willing to get forward and gamble (which I want from my centre backs because this sort of football only really works if you will commit everyone forward when you need to) but the combination of them worries me against the most physical sides and there's no real back up. Today, we more or less moved to a back four as the game went on and Bowler got higher (in fact, as Munroe also went higher, we became an actual back 3) and it concerns me that Andy Lyons is all that is left should someone go down.

We're clearly at least one striker short for a while. CJ isn't a striker, Kylian is a plan B option for the last 15 minutes if we need to punt it forward (for the lack of anyone better) - that's not a forward line we can seriously imagine relying on until Taylor and Ennis return. We need to be able to rotate our forward options to maintain the kind of explosive movement and pressing intensity we managed in the latter part of the game and few players could play like that for 90 minutes twice a week so options are needed. If only we knew where there was an out of favour striker who has a reputation for running himself into the ground for the cause...

I think we *could* also upgrade a little on particular positions - but I think other business is probably predicated on someone going out to get someone in. There's a lot of ifs (when is there not?) but IF Morgan can get a proper run, we look a lot more composed and creative. IF Bowler can keep playing as he has for the first two games, we've got the most talented player in the division who should be approaching his prime years and absolutely motivated to prove he's not a one season flash in the pan. IF we can add at the front and the back then we get both more ability to take a risk and more rewards when we do.

All in all, I was more encouraged than discouraged. It wasn't a vintage performance, we need to get better, and we need players back/players in - but there was a team who played football, looked unified, (the players that weren't injured) appeared fit and as Evatt rightly pointed out, didn't crumble at going behind, but got back into the game and finished it very much on top. We all want to immediately jump to the top of the division and stay there and keep winning till the world is just tangerine - but ultimately, against how we've started the last two seasons (the aimless shambles of Steveball part 2 and the toothless and flimsy rigidity of Critch's final few games) then a broadly encouraging draw was progress - and that's what's written on our badge.

Onward!




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Sunday, August 9, 2026

Fun on the Cleethorpes Riveria - Grimsby Town vs the Mighty


What are you doing this Saturday?

I'm going to Grimsby.

Why?

I don't know...

I like this unexpected promotion of the league cup to an exciting appetiser for the season ahead. I've never liked the league cup that much. It's always been an awkward thing, shoehorned into the season, increasingly unwanted.


I'd not object, to them sacking off the league season for the first 8 weeks and then playing through the whole League Cup, just for the novelty of it. I'm not ready for the league. It's like facing up to work again after a holiday. It's too fucking serious by half - where as, the league cup with its half strength teams and random opponents feels low stakes enough to be *fun* but high stakes enough to actually *mean something* - I love the idea that if you win, you get a play a game you don't know what it's going to be next week and if you lose, then that's it, it's off to Wickes or something instead for the rest of the cup run. We'd win it of course, so no issues there. 


Blundell Park is magnificent. I can't praise it enough. It is every vanished English ground embodied. Wooden stand? Yep. Stand with a vaulted roof full of old ironwork? fuck yes. Mismatched stands on all 4 sides? Hell yeah baby! It's like 1988 all over again... the Berlin Wall still stands behind the away end, breeze blocks and rolls and rolls of rusting barbed wire in the shadow of real fucking floodlights. Real actual floodlights and everything... I love this place without reserve. This is a football ground as they were before the game was remade. At one point, during the game the Blackpool players with their back to me are number 3, 4, 8 and 11. For a split second it's like Sky and all of that never happened.


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There's a general glumness that we've shoehorned what we've got into a 352. It doesn't make sense, we can count multiple players out of position who, in another set up could be playing in position. Whether this is tactical insight or weary self protection against ill advised preseason optimism, I don't know - but it has to be said I didn't see these particular 11 players in this particular shape. 

It is though, the ever adaptable, ever dependable (in a way) CJ 'Captain Marvel' Hamilton, who is up front, reprising his joyous impression of a dog  who has been housebound for a while, chasing a ball on the beach, who provides the first, haring through, cutting back, the ball bounces around and Ennis, lurking deeper than you might imagine a striker to be, crashes it home into the very satisfyingly billowy net.

Fuck all the angst about formations and shit, we are the famous Blackpool FC and we're going to Wem-ber-ley. 


The atmosphere is great today. Have I mentioned that I love the cup? I love the sheer pointlessness of lower league teams trying to win it. The carefree nature of it all. We run through the song book, the pitch of the roof angling the sound back down onto us. I'm unusually close to the front and I observe Ennis's delight at scoring, it seems genuine and really disarming, I see CJ's attempts to put a couple of misses out of his mind, I see the way Bowler (as all professionals do) yelps and clutches his ankle and then quickly jumps up with little pat on the arse of the opponent when he hears the whistle. 

The game is quite good. After we score, Grimsby start to get the ball forward. It's slightly concerning the ease in which the can get the ball to their wide forwards and get a cross in. We're not a big team and they have some presence. They get the ball across the box, they get the ball into decent positions and they get some shots away. Bailey Peacock Farrell has brought his magic gloves today though as he plunges left and right, he leaps to tip. He might have his drawbacks but he does certainly have his positives when he's in this mood. 

We score again, a deep corner, Niskanen plants a really solid header back across goal, Ennis leaps spectacularly, I don't know if he actually touches it or not, but the ball is cushioned by the inside of the side netting only for a flag to go up. I assume it's because Ennis, whether he touched it or not, is in the keeper's eye-line. 

Then the curse strikes again. I mean, lets be honest, it has to be a curse. Someone, somewhere has pissed off a fortune teller, pissed on the wrong grave, smashed a mirror, removed a sacred item from a monestery or something else of that ilk. I'd suggest on Monday we get the whole club down the the training ground and ask them "Look, no ones in trouble lads, but, have you done ANYTHING which might have angered the gods in the last few years? - What's that Banksy? Your family line was cursed to suffer for the sins of your forefathers 500 years ago? That'll be it. Could you sit even further back in the stand in future?" 

Niskanen, who've I've literally just decided is good, purposeful, looks like he knows how to do what a wing back needs to do, is shoved in the back as he jumps, he goes down in a heap and it's all stretchers on the pitch and silence in the away end. This is a man who played every game for Exeter last year and pretty much all of them the year before. Dale Taylor's last football before signing for us was to play almost every game for Wigan on his own up front, running for two and getting through it. As soon as they put on tangerine their hamstrings turn into perished rubber bands or their shoulders fall off. Maybe we need to exorcise the club. "Banksy, could you just step into this giant Wickerman for me please? No, nothing bad is going to happen, there's a good lad, yes, you can take your blue folder with you, in you go..." 

*Anyone got a match?*

We rejig. CJ is back on a leash at wing back and (our great hope for the season/random bloke that surprised Evo on the first day of training because no one had told him we owned him because everyone had forgotten he existed,) Kylian Kouassi is on.  Bailey pulls out a double save that even the most cynical of Peacock Farrell critics can't help but describe as 'not bad' to keep us level.


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We're a goal up but I don't think we've played massively well - Bowler looks too deep, he'll beat a man, but then there's two more to beat after that and he ends up then passing to a player who can't beat anyone so it seems a bit pointless. Coulson isn't a midfielder, Coulson isn't a midfielder, Coulson isn't a midfielder. I love the point made to me during the game that he gets picked because his hair bobbing up and down looks like lots of effort compared to someone with no hair. He's just not a midfielder. His distribution is edgy, rushed toe pokes or turn and pass sideways and he's not got the physicality to fight it out and make space for others. I don't understand why Theo Upton doesn't get a chance to do what Hayden is doing because both we and he might both learn from it. We're winning though and we've made a few chances, Karoy is tidy again, Ennis is definitely sharper, more svelte and more mobile

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The second half is better I think. We don't concede as many chances, There's still a few scares, one point blank save from Peacock Farrell is a privilege to be up close to. Casey has a good game, he looks so much more happy in the centre, the little beard he's grown makes him both look a little bit taller and a little bit like an artist. Williams looks very calm and to be able to stroll a game, using a burst of pace when he needs to. I like what I see of him - He has the mobility to get across and cover wide, which, if we're playing a back 3, we need to have, especially if Josh Bowler is the wing back. It's not that Josh isn't willing to track and all of that, it's just the idea of massively relying on him to defend is like relying on Richard Keogh's pace or Martin Bullock's towering headers. 

What of the enigmatic no 11? He's outstanding in the second half, we've definitely pushed him further forward, he's now the player receiving the ball against the back line, instead of the player giving that pass and he's absolutely relishing it. He didn't do a lot wrong in the first half, he just was nowhere near goal and now, with the goal frame in his peripheral vision, he's in, head down, drifting, teasing, jinking shoulder dipping, sudden explosion and he's speed skating through and crashing the ball against the bar. The away end gasps, there's an electric pleasure in realising again, that we have a player this fucking good, that within all the kicking and tripping and misplaced passes and scuffed finishes and time wasting, that once in a while we get to see someone do that sort of thing wearing our kit. 

There's a defensive moment too. The midfield of Karoy, Brown and Coulson isn't a highly technical trio, we can't seem to get the ball down, it's just not the forte of any of them. In the midst of a Grimsby foray, the ball is in the air, Bowler cushions it on his thigh so deftly it appears to roll down his leg, as if he's dropping a yo yo on a string, a touch into space, a look and the perfectly weighted pass out. It's a moment to be lost in the melee of goals, injuries and saves - but it's a moment that shows me again, he's actually potentially a much better all round player than he was. 


For those moments of sublime skill, his goal is pretty routine, remarkable only for the fact it's a very un-Josh Bowler goal. He chases forward, he harries the backline, there's general comedy panic, he nicks the ball, he slots it calmly. If Jerry or Shayne or perhaps Anderson or Taylor score that, it's unremarkable, but it's the goal of a player who is doing more than might typically have been associated with him and it's celebrated with the relish of 20 yard arrow after leaving 3 players on their arses. He wants his career back. I want nothing more from this season than that to happen. 

Ennis squeezes one past the far post, Grimsby contrive to miss a very straightforward chance in the same place at the other end. Coulson is replaced by Morgan then, after a worrying moment where Ennis goes off with a knock, we refresh the whole midfield, Clarkson and Honeyman on, Lyons coming on too. CJ goes back up front. Again, I'm sad not to see Billy Whaite, Theo Upton or any of the other kids at this point but perhaps the cynical business of minutes in their legs wins over the romantic notions...  

There's good and bad remaining. There's a genuinely outstanding move, the one moment where we see something of the Barrowcelona Evoball rhetoric in action. We take possession in midfield, we go back down our left flank, all across our own box, we explode forward, the ball into midfield, then out to the right, then we're running, charging, flooding forward and it's only snuffed out at the very end, I honestly can't recall whether it was a scuffed shot or a block that ended, but it was 30 seconds of beautiful football that gives some hope - I don't think anyone could watch this game and say we smashed Grimsby into the dirt and we're set to get 120 points - but equally, that was a move we couldn't have dreamt of pulling off under Bruce - it spoke of a team who can do more than just knock it long. 

Then the bad, we lose the ball, a rash pass from Honeyman, that plays the reciever into trouble, the ball is robbed, Grimsby are in, this time BPF can't rescue us and for a minute, the talk around me is all about how Blackpool it would be to now lose this on a penalty shoot out. We brace ourselves for disaster. 

Instead of lightning, from the clouds of impending doom, the heavens surprisingly rain joy and all is sunshine again moments later. We produce a great move and, if not a finish for the ages, a goalscorer to relish. It's all about Bowler again, coming forward from a little bit deeper, exchanging passes with Honeyman (if -1 for earlier, +1 for his part in this), surging into the box, pulling it back, a shot from Morgan is spilled and there is Kylian of all people, on the spot to slip it home, the finish the simplest bit of play about the move, it's a lovely goal, a team goal, a footballing goal. 


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At the end again, I observe the players. Bowler looks genuinely delighted that we're singing his name. Kylian is urged forward for fist pump action, he looks embarrassed, he twists away, Bowler executes three crisp and well timed punches, Evo, all suntan and teeth, puts his arms round Kylian and again, encourages him to take his moment, he does, like a big, awkward schoolkid collecting a certificate in assembly, the crowd respond and off he goes, relieved, he's survived, he's scored a goal. I can't not love that. I can't think of any better Kylians in world football - but I'm not convinced that a tap in against Grimsby makes him nailed on for 15 goals a season or that he's going to learn quickly how to make real use of his physique - but football has a way of throwing up the unlikely and the best thing is, you never know. Just as things can go wrong, players you think are going to be superb can be a shambles, players you never expect can turn up out of nowhere. Who knows? Right now, we've not got a huge amount of options... (Ennis at least appeared to be ok, appearing in the dugout quickly after he went off)


As I said above, this wasn't the game to get us dizzy with excitement - we did look quite open and easy to get at and it took us a while to find a really good rhythm.  Peacock Farrell can't make 5 or 6 saves like that every single game. We need to control the football in midfield better - we might not have a dominant midfielder, but we need to be able to retain possession better in those tight spaces - Clarkson and Morgan should definitely help there. The fact we both wanted to and were able to get Bowler into the game was encouraging and Williams ability to play right back and centre back with some assurance does suggest that talk of ' dynamic formational fluidity with in-game relational shape transitions' could have some evidence behind it rather than being merely technical buzzword salad. We clearly need 4,5,6 more players to seriously think about competing but I think we're working from a point where we at least know what we need as opposed to last season where, when we started, it pretty quickly became evident that nothing was right at all. 


Mainly though, it was sunny, loud, a half decent game and the Pool won. That's all you need isn't it? 

Onward

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