With the transfer deadline imminent, and not much coming in, and potentially our best player out, we can only sit on the edge of our seats hoping for the best. There is not much we, as supporters, can do to directly impact the day-to-day running of the club.
The dispiriting and uninspiring defeat to Norwich was undoubtedly a poor performance. The passion was lacking, the creativity, as many of us have highlighted already, was sparse and it was another instance in this fledging season where a defensive error has cost us.
I would love to think that I wrote about tickets on a Bank Holiday Monday and the article has so much impact that Town introduce a Group Ticket Bundle on Tuesday. However, I am not that sure whether God moves in such mysterious ways.
For the first time for a while, I had the chance to go to last Saturday’s derby. I had been at home for the week and it would have been natural to head to Portman Road for a fixture that has given so many memories down the years. I did not go. I could not quite bring myself to buy the ticket, and I felt awful. Things had changed.
Just like every season, we made our pre-season predictions last summer and just like every season we were wrong. Giants fell, minnows prospered and ten managers were axed, the pressure of returning their club to the financial utopia of the Premier League so great that the board of directors were ruthless and often reckless.
At a time when Fulham have just spent £11m on a striker with no Premiership experience, it's a little disconcerting to see Mick McCarthy announce that the club are relying on freebies and borrowed players once again this term.
While watching the World Cup coverage from sunny Brazil this summer on ITV and the BBC, I’ve realised a former footballer doesn’t always make quite the same impression when trying his luck at a bit of punditry.
If you ask any Town fan, young or old to pick their all-time Town team, there will inevitably be a swing towards the UEFA Cup winning squad of '81. The likes of John Wark, Mick Mills, Kevin Beattie and the Dutch duo of Arnold Muhren and Frans Thijssen have gone down in Suffolk folklore, and for good reason.