There may or may not be any new postings in my absence. Rather depends on whether Pete Sixsmith or any of the other regular or occasional contributors writes anything – and whether Joan Dawson finds time to make them appear here.
Sixer is embarking on a quick course on how to post articles for himself but threatens to be a slow learner, so don’t hold your breath just yet.
So how about a spot of fun just before anything nasty happens at Wigan to spoil all the excitement of the past few days?
Answer these questions:
1) How many goals will Darren Bent and Asamoah Gyan bag this season?
2) In what positions will we – and Newcastle – end up in the Premier?
3) Have we now got the best squad Sunderland has assembled since the height of the Quinn/Phillips era or do weaknesses still cry out to be addressed?
The answer I judge to be best – assuming there are any answers – will get a Salut! Sunderland prize, to be announced. Don’t forget that spam filters mean anyone posting for the first time will find their comments held until my return – but they will be included in the competition.
And talking of prizes, I said there might be a Who Are You? equivalent of the manager-of-the-month award. It all depends on getting someone kind enough to stump up a prize of some kind, so will be decided month by month.
For August, we have such a prize, thanks to the payment-in-kind I was offered for writing a piece for the website of When Saturday Comes on the farcical events surrounding French international football.
Any of the August contributions – from Birmingham City, West Brom, Colchester United and Man City fans ahead of our games against their teams – would have been worthy choices.
So I have excluded two of last season’s overall winners – Birmingham’s Kevin Ball and Man City’s Martin Haworth – along with the second Citeh piece, by Nick March, since he’s a colleague, and gone – just ahead of a fine Colchester offering – for David Law, the BBC tennis commentator who is also a passionate WBA supporter.
His two-part questionnaire, starting with his tale about converting John McEnroe and Goran Ivanisevic to the Baggies’ cause, was a treat.
David has been notified of the award and realises it is about to change his life. When he gets back from wherever in the world – the US Open? – tennis currently takes him, he should hear from the half-decent football magazine, enclosing something suitable from its bookshelf.