Monthly Archives: July 2013

Your Call: Predict Boro’s Season.

NAIL YOUR colours to the mast. Put your money where your mouth is. Read the runes, study the form, monitor the transfer market, consult the metrics of a wage curve spreadsheet, impose wishful thinking and little bit learning on the fixture list, go with that funny feeling in your waters or get a pin-sticking infant to pick at random.
Any method you use to predict the Championship could be better than following the bookies odds in the most erratic division division in European football

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Vitor Signing Could Crown New Recruitment Model For Boro

OYEZ! Vitor Silva could be the first name on the Golden Easel outside the Riverside gates in the next few days.as Mogga closes in on a right royal treble swoop,
Oyez! The move marks a switch in Boro’s recruitment policy that may – may – just give the cash-strapped club a slight edge in a belt-tightened transfer market.

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It’s Not Just Boro Stagnant In A Tumble Weed Transfer Market

WITH less than three weeks to the big kick-off Boro have signed just two players after a summer cull and haven’t spent a penny. Is it time to panic?
No. Not yet. Although you can be forgiven starting to sweat a bit.
Certainly the gaffer is getting frustrated as wasted weeks on his mobile have proved fruitless and some mooted moves haven’t come off leaving Boro light going into the first friendly at Morecambe tonight.

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Nostalgia, Alienation and The Ghosts Of The Holgate Haunting Us All

MY FAVOURITE game. Maybe. Probably. Possibly. Probably. I’m on a nostalgia trip right now so the gritty dues serving nights on the Holgate are edging the easy if undeniably brilliant glories of Cardiff and Europe at the moment.
And of all the fantastic nights on the Holgate, this was the best: struggling Boro beat title chasing Aston Villa to book an unbelievable first ever trip to Wembley. It may only have been the ZDS Cup but so what? It was Wembley. We were going to Wembley. Fantastic. Even now, 20 odd years later, I still shudder with the memories of that night.

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