A week in Clacton, a bus from Drummer Street.

Its interesting to look at the ownership of big clubs, governments, oil, cars, as in Italy, manufacturing, land, the Arsenal geezer owns half of Texas apparently, you name it.

When you get to Cambridge United its a travel agent.

Who selfishly turned down Mr "Big pockets", an act of mind bending vandalism.

If he was a fan he would have said yes, but no, he got in first.

If Mr Bigpockets was in charge, the Cowleys would now be in charge, 15 grand a week?, no problem, or Sven Goran Ericksonn, someone from a big league, Cappello, Lampard, Redknapp, Gerrard, and they would sign because the money is there, it would be some trip.

The ground would be rebuilt, yesterday.

Life, drama, excitement, every day.

Instead United have a bloke flogging holidays to Clacton with a bus thrown in, or whatever the equivalent is in Seattle, signing frees and the lame.

Robbing his own club of funds like the Newcastle game.

The DNA of the club is as it was in the 50s and 60s, scraping along, but enjoying talented managers occasionally who lift the club out of the footballing gutter......
For a while.