Category Archives: Hero

All aboard the Cup Run…

I write this blog on the back of a defeat to Barnsley on Wednesday night, we all knew it was coming but surely, surely a few of us premeditated the R’s being top by two points having come away from Barnsley with a well deserved victory.

I for one did. Carried away again?…over expectancy? 

I think it’s important this season to allow this new squad of players to make mistakes, cause an uproar and give away last minute goals. 

Let’s face it, it wouldn’t be QPR without these elements.

From the terraces its easy to see that JFH and Sir Les have a clear strategy ahead and for the first time in years we have a team that looks hungry for success. 

To win or get promoted in the Championship demands these qualities as we all know.

I also can’t help thinking back to the Warnock days and that fantastic mix of experience and youth running through its veins, a well oiled machine tuned for Tuesday nights in the Championship. Those formidable fixtures like Barnsley on Wednesday night were made for veterans like Clint Hill and Shaun Derry. They just knew how to get those results.

That’s why we need to give this team time.

As much as they are a talented, hungry bunch of individuals it’s clear to see that we lack that steel that runs through most Succesful Championship clubs. Those typical players who you don’t always notice but always seem to be on the winning side.

Can footballing talent alone win promotion to the promised land or are there minor factors that contribute to a Succesful campaign I ask? 

On a positive note our Cup Run is full steam ahead.

Who cares how we brushed through the first round, the fact of the matter is that we were in the hat for the draw. We can now look forward to a humdinger against…Rochdale.

Perhaps we’ll scrape through on penalties and we can all enjoy a late night at Loftus Road again. 

The magic of the Cup.

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The Footballing Maverick

The Footballing Maverick, we love them, we admire them, we even want to be them.

We flaunt in front of the mirror sometimes imagining what it would be like to meet that cross, steering the leather spherical ball into the wanting onion sac…

We’ve all had the dream but these guys live it.

I’m talking about The Bartons, The Mcdonalds, The Bowles, The Marshes, The Spencers, The Birchams.

The sort of player who grabs the game by the scruff of the neck and makes that slight difference that wins football matches. They don’t even need to be the most gifted of footballers, but their presence alone whilst you watch the teams warm up give you…hope.

Hope, being a QPR supporter is paramount and the afore-mentioned names are a few who have given me that sense, similar to the incurable optimism of purchasing a pre-match burger from the Loftus Road catering team.

Growing up and watching the SuperHoops throughout the early nineties now seems to have been a privilege, an age where football was still clinging onto the tackle and still carrying the title of a Gentleman’s sport.

I’m afraid to announce that those days are dead and buried, but does this age of the footballing pantomime still hold a light to the Footballing Maverick…?

Joey Barton did a good job of it for us, cavorting around the pitch, tackle here, tackle there. It sparks the mind to suggest that “We’re not here to be bowled over” and I for one love them.

Who can we rely on with this current crop I ask you?