@chrismd10 In those 22 years my club have gone into administration, had 2 10 points deductions, played ‘home’ games at 3 different grounds outside the city, been to league 2, lost PO final on pens and a semi last minute, lost a FA cup semi on pens (after VAR robbed us)
😂😂😂
Nine days
Three matches
Two away from home…
9 Points
+5GD
🔥🔥🔥🔥
A 10 point lead blown, a generational bottle they said! You fucking sky blues 😍🩵
SUUUUUUUUPER
SUPER FRANK
#PUSB
Saw this earlier, sadly a time of the times.
Eight #FACup third round games today.
Not one on free to air TV.
Instead, fans are asked to pay £31 a month to watch a competition that once belonged to everyone.
The #FACup is how so many of us first fell in love with football.
Cold afternoons.
The TV on.
Giant killings.
Stories that stayed with you for life.
Kids didn’t need subscriptions.
They didn’t need logins.
They just watched and that’s how generations of supporters were made.
You don’t grow the game by locking it away.
You grow it by letting people see it.
The FA Cup deserved better and so do the fans. 👎
Looks absolutely beautiful
SUPER FRANK!
Special mention to King Doug!
A year ago had you told me we would be top of the league 6 points clear at Christmas, own our stadium for the first time ever, I’d have said you are crazy!
We are in dream land, enjoy every second🩵
#PUSB
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson
Opposition fans using this picture to try insult us? This picture makes me proud… proud of what we overcome, proud of where we are today, proud of the boycotts and protests, proud of our current owner.. so carry on with this picture, it makes me smile #PUSB
Today is World Mental Health Day ❤️
This video by Norwich City remains one of the most impactful things you’re ever likely to see.
Make sure you check in on the people you care about.