Apologies to readers for the lack of posts in the last two days, but I have been away in Amsterdam. However, I have now sobered up, checked out of the STD clinic with a clean bill of health and I'm off to Wycombe to watch them play Steve Tilson's Imps this afternoon.
Wycombe are on my 'patch', but it's the first time I will have visited Adams Park this season. The Chairboys started the campaign slowly drawing numerous games before they started to click and now they are living up to their pre-season billing as one of League Two's promotion favourites.
Lincoln have had a torrid time of it, but if anyone can change their fortunes it is Tilson.
Steve is one of football's hottest young managerial prospects and despite taking Southend up to the Championship from League Two, the club over-stretched itself financially off the pitch and Tilson was had a thankless task keeping things afloat on the pitch while the directors fought of the administrators off it.
On one occasion at Swindon I remember talking to Steve by the team bus when two police officers squeezed by us get on board. I gave Steve a quizzical look, but he just grinned and told me that they were a couple of Essex coppers whose car had broken down and so they'd offered to give them a lift home.
"Pretty embarrassing for them really." he said in a loud enough voice for them to hear and I'm sure I saw the backs of their necks go bright red as the scurried on up the coach steps.
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