You can make bloody good nachos out of those wraps, as well.

I had exactly the same reaction! Which is the point, right? Like Pearson, he's someone we liked and invested in, and it's very hard to immediately think 'ooh, Roy Hodgson'.

We'll be in the hands of our sporting director at that stage. Once we have appointed our sporting director of course.

We remain, as ever, one strategic reset away from total domination.

Do you have the same odd dissonance as me? Almost everyone else thinks it's a story about Roy Hodgson, but I can only see that as a footnote to a story about Gerhard Struber.

Yep. *Now* I'm missing Bristol City Twitter.

Good pod. Also: yep, Liebniz is the biscuit guy. The biscuits were created in Hanover, where Gottfried Liebniz lived and died; they took their name from the city's illustrious resident

As Horvat passed, I thought 'he'll learn not to pick out Sincs there'. More fool me.

Nice man?

I think that's right except I'd take home games against the big Premier League teams too. Can't beat a big night at the Gate.

Genuine question: wouldn't it make sense to record the first pod of the week UK evening/Australia Tuesday morning? Clubs do tend to do this sort of thing at about 10am Monday.

An astonishing 'I was there' moment. In the future, many will claim to have been.

That's a beaut. My first ever replica number, way back when.

He did, in fairness, settle down in the second half. But we certainly got lucky that Boro failed to take advantage of his early yips.

Africa Cup of Nations shunted into margins as greedy game finds no room at top table | Jonathan Wilson So long as the Premier League invests in its players and Fifa pays it lip service, the continent’s flagship tournament will always struggle to fit in

The Africa Cup of Nations starts in two weeks – and the fact it’s been shunted into this Christmas slot is a disgrace.

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Weeks, I spent, swimming in the stuff.

For my twenty-fourth birthday, my then girlfriend scoured the secondhand record shops to get me the complete set of Shine albums I'd always wanted. Still in the top ten presents I've ever received, I reckon.

I've been enjoying your countdowns and I like this song in particular.

In the end! What a pleasure to scrap out a doughty point from a written-off game.

I'm not sure I even have that down as a worry. The weather is a worry. The defeat I came to terms with at about half time on Tuesday.

It's superb but there's quite a major error in the alt text!

It annoys me just as much. It's absurd! Nobody would say 'we're playing two games a week' during parts of the season in which they're playing only Saturdays. It would be self-evidently ridiculous. Yet 'three games' is apparently fine.

I was wondering whether he was our best player now. Perhaps the best who doesn't play in deep midfield.

It feels bad that I can only find Bristol City team news on a fascist website or on a Reach website.

I enjoyed being so completely confident we'd beat mid- to lower-ranked teams at home. Just felt certain on the way to the game. I've never had that feeling before.

I'd heard of it, but never heard it. It's something incredible isn't it? I have no idea how much I like it, but I'm glad it exists.

I don't really see that we changed our plan over the course of the season, we just executed it better. I thought it was our consistency in almost always winning the games we ought to win - something not normally synonymous with Bristol City - that took us to 6th. But anyway. Yesterday's news!

I hope we do better again this season. But we're one game in and I'm not entirely comfortable with condemning the actions of the ancien regime just yet.

The bloke who messaged Football Weekly did it (and was given an apt dismissal by @alimaxwell.bsky.social). I saw a lengthy match report on Otib doing the same thing. The guy was really successful! Getting to the playoffs on our budget was a real achievement.

I really did enjoy Saturday and am looking forward to tonight. But there's a weird tendency I'm already noticing amongst City fans to use one performance to chuck Liam Manning - quantifiably our most successful manager in nigh-on a generation! - under the bus.