Ye of Little Faith

Yesterday, before our match against Brighton I was moaning about our propensity to concede goals in the last few minutes. Indeed, I've always wanted to see if my non-scientific belief that we would be champions of Europe if football adopted the 80 minutes duration favoured in rugby (there's an obvious flaw I know) has some basis, and Manchester United would be propping up League 2. This is based on us giving away goals that actually result in loss of points in those final minutes, whilst only seeming to score late when we've already made sure of victory (or defeat).

Anyway, I drafted up this:

  • Dear Santa,

    Please can you make sure that Tranmere Rovers players learn to tell the time so that they do not stop before the final whistle and concede late goals. Two injury time goals to knock us out of two cup competitions in the space of a week is not funny.

    We have come to expect these late mishaps over the years, but it would be nice if you could make sure that 2009 sees us leaving the present giving to professionals like yourself, Santa.

    Otherwise we may lose faith and start reading the Santa Delusion.


    A concerned fanatic.
Anyway, despite a dire performance Santa delivered early.

  • After conceding late goals against Peterborough and Scunthorpe to go out of two successive cup competitions, Rovers scored an injury time winner of their own to clinch three League One points.

    Antony Kay's 92nd minute strike earned Rovers the win from a game in which they had carved out plenty of promising opportunities but lacked a telling final ball.

I feel an apology to the fat man in a red suit coming on.