The wizend old soothsayer appears from the mist and beckons the fan over with her crooked finger.

"I bring a warning for those with a bearing of optimism, confidence and positivity. Beware the team from the land where chairs are made. Those be my words, that it be, that it be. Tread carefully at the place they call Adams Park."

With those words she cackles and disappears back into the mist clutching a print out of the latest Third Division table