UPDATE: the good news for readers waiting for prize mugs is that all those known to Monsieur Salut, and having provided delivery addresses and the names of players they wish to appear on the dressing room image, have had theirs ordered today. They should arrive soon. Anyone feeling left out, having been promised a mug and not received it, should let me know, using the contact form or simply by leaving a comment.
First things first, says Monsieur Salut. I have a backlog of mugs to send out to winning Guess the Score entrants and am struggling to persuade a wretched advertiser to pay for a sponsored post published almost two months ago. He faces a significant risk of being “outed” on these pages, as a warning to others, if the money does not show up sharpish.
We get the odd proper advertisement, and businesses from the North East, like the one you see to the right of the page, are warmly welcome.
Some of the content supplied by way of sponsored posts is of a reasonable quality and I do my best to make the others at least presentable. Out and out stinkers are rejected.
But it’s a process that may be seen as a necessary evil that helps such a site as Salut! Sunderland pay its way. And that includes the cost of competition prizes, for which we no longer have a sponsor.
So for this week at least, we revert to a just-for-fun edition of Guess the Score for the first time this season.
That’s my Scrooge moment out of the way.
Four wins, three draws and no defeats; not a bad start to a season about which many of us were only cautiously optimistic. The visit to Burton Albion, who sent us down by beating us at the SoL towards the end of last season but couldn’t save themselves, will be another test of the new-look squad assembled by Jack Ross.
We won 2-0 at their place last season, a result that led supporters to believe we’d finally rise from the bottom end of the table. We know what happened to that pipedream.
Come back later in the week for the Burton Who are You?. Our interviewee, who graced these pages for both of last season’s games and makes a welcome return, reckons we’re in for a rude awakening.
No prize, so no rules. But have a go anyway. And – how did that become add? – Ha’way the Lads …