In a world where people who serve coffee are called “baristas”, I’m not sure if bartenders are now “mixologists” but there’s a science and art to the perfect drink. It’s not all about getting the proportions right. There’s a bit of intuition about who you’re pouring for. Knowing what drink to serve is almost as important as the ingredients. Anyone can look up how to make a Dirty Martini or Old Fashioned. Few can make the experience of a night out into magic. Those bartenders are worth their weight in gold.

Many of the usual suspects are already disheartened by the start to the season. Not enough points… JCH is the best striker in the league (we’re sunk without him)… X, Y & Z player aren’t good enough… Blah blah blah. I always think of a former work colleague when I read these types of comments. His name was Bob Cotton and from what I could tell, he was only happy when he was complaining. While I’m seeing the same matches and results, I’d also be blind to not recognize the pattern. Transfer windows unsettle players because we’re a stepping stone club. Ferguson needs to find the right balance within the squad. Players need to believe in their ability to deliver what is being asked of them. None of it is 100% science. It’s partially art. Yet somehow there is the expectation that Fergie should be serving up success from the beginning. It’s just not the way that this works. He needs to tinker and figure it out. Results will come because the major components to the recipe are in place.
- One part manager with a background of success at this level.
- Sixteen parts players with something to prove (number may not be exact).
- A 46 game season in League 1.
The details will be figured out later but for now, it may not be the smoothest drink going down. But now is not the point. This season may not even be the point. There is champagne in the future but the sour grapes won’t help us get there any faster. Let Fergie mix it up as he has done many times before. He’s gotten us drunk with delight before. I’m still a believer now!
Up the POSH!
Pete