The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.

Not much to report today. As Mrs D will tell you I am a man of regular habits. Every friday morning we kick off with Mrs D reading York Foxs weakly round up to me. MyLilWill told her not to read the forums anymore cos it just gets me upset.. gets him upset too. AS my old Ma use to say "If you listen hard enough, you'll always hear bad things about yourself".

So anyways MrsD reports that some young bloke called JB (looks a bit like Zidane sounds like a squeeky Bakert) has put together some questions from the mad mob as the Web Team like to call the owners.

Mrs D and I have important business to see to this morning (Friday morning as regular as clockwork) so I can't answer all the questions at once so here are my first goes:

1) Youth set up. Well as my old ma used to say: The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.

2) Investment. She also used to say "Liam, money is the root of all evil" but Mrs D says "Money makes the world go around".

3) Mrs D is always saying to me "Liam, focus is everything". I told Will what the members should do and we agreed that the best thing would be for them to focus on what they are good at. What they are good at is whining int eh forums. I'll be fine running the club and picking the team, they don't need to be worrying their soft little heads about that!

4) Formations: I am a man of habit and we always start the match 4-4-2. It is like a tradition at this level. This is becaause most players are too thick to remember much else apart from where to stand at the start of the match and which direction to kick the ball (except our resident brain box and filospher Sacha "I can speak French" Opinel. Old Sacha made the lads laugh the other day at training he told Little John Akinde that now Chris McPee has left he was going to take more of a left back striker role in the mold of Sergio Ramos. Well the lads and me laught and laught at that. I told him "You get back there and stay back there you jumped up froggie git - I've got enough trouble with that young eedjit Akinde tripping over his great kipper feet without you trying to kick balls in from the side". Well you had to be there, believe me it was funny.

For those interested in the more subtle aspects of football management that the classic 4-4-2 can change at half time. How it changes mostly depends on the weather. In the rain, for example, changing 4-4-2 to a wider 4-4-2 is effective and on rough pitches a narrow 4-4-2 is often effective too. If we are up against a strong attacking club like (well I can't think of one at the moment) then we might move to a 4-4-2 to give us a bit more flexibility in mid-field. As my old ma used to say "what's good for the goose if good for the gander".

Mrs D says that some young clever clogs is asking why I changed to 4-3-3. Well that was nutin, i repeat nutin whatsoever to do wit me. That was the result of a break down in communications. I dropped hot meat drink on my hand and Bostick thought I was waving him forward. Or maybe Eribenne, one of them. Anyway we won, or drew so that was a result.

Next question is?

PTT - yes, I Pick The Team. The mob pretend to pick the team. MyLittleWill wants to pick the team. I won't let him.

I tell the lads where they will be playing before the game. Sometimes I have to ring their ma and tell her so she can remind them and sometimes i draw a picture on the palm of their hand so they can remember. I say "point your thum at the enemy goal L is where Cronin is going to stand and X marks the spot where you start."

Mrs D is the reader. I wear the trousers, I can hear her calling me now.

Catchyus oll later.

El Mister