As Tranmere fans we’ve had years of uncertainty thrust upon us by the current board and management. The situation has now reached boiling point. In February we read in the media of a proposed takeover by American investors, Peter Johnson reluctantly confirmed in the following matchday program and the matter has not been mentioned since. The very same investment company made an approach for cash stricken Sheffield Wednesday F.C last year, to which they turned down the offer.
Anybody with a jot of financial nouse will know the feasible outcome of this venture, Tranmere with no significant debt, ownership of stadium and training ground that wouldn’t require planning permission would appeal to any asset stripper, allowing for an easy return on investment and ride off into the Birkenhead sunset, leaving the people of Tranmere with no club to support, and essentially wiping out the memory of the past 126 years.
Meanwhile on the pitch, our chirpy time served physio is at risk of allowing the team to self destruct, tactically and strategically clueless, watching the team from the stands is not the enjoyable experience it should be, but more depressing and infuriating.
I can only speak of what I know, which almost leads me to tears. Sitting at the top of the mainstand with my dad, watching Tranmere beat West Ham 5-2 is enough to hook any youngster at his first football match, the love affair continues, the smell of the hotdogs, the click of the turnstyle, Nixon, Malkin, Hill, Achterberg are all part of my makeup. I’m determined not to lose that, are you?
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Don’t worry lads you’ll get 3 easy points against us at Hillsborough as we are absolutely clueless especially at home. Just get up in our faces in the early stages of the match and i can guarantee you will score within the first 10 minutes. Just remember another man’s grass is not always greener!! WTID
i agree with you
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