End of my first season.

English League Cup: Second Round
English FA Cup: Fourth Round
English League Two: 3rd

Yes, third. We climbed that far back up the table by the end, helped no end by Robinson turning into a goal-scoring god for the last few matches of the season. Only third on goal difference, mind. In fact, we had exactly the same won, drawn and lost stats as Bury, the team who came fourth. We also had scored the same number of goals. The only difference was that they’d let in twenty (!) more goals than we had.

And third means automatic promotion. So now League One beckons. It’s quite scary. I don’t think I’m going to hope for more than survival. I wonder if I’ll get any transfer funds?

Connell, one of my best strikers, won the young player of the year award for League Two. I’d be more pleased if he hadn’t broken his leg a couple of weeks before the end of the season. We’ll be lucky to see him in action this year.