We was unlucky with injuries, how was we supposed to know signing players with no match fitness and playing them straight away would result in an injury crisis. Oh and the club Hotel is not for sale move on.
The key requirement for all of the head coaches (23 and counting) is their willingness to work with youngsters.
In hiring Karel Fraeye's sister, we achieved that, her background was strong as a Montessori teacher, and no-one else would have the courage to field a team made up of pre-schoolers...
The new heright rule for incoming Charlton players is now in place. 1.85 meters. Nothing less will do. I hope this makes the Valley an enjoyable place for you to watch League 2 football next season. Next season will also see more innovations at the newly renamed Chantilly Lace Happy Valley, including 16 chips for fans selected to simulate sex acts on our new, wipe clean sofa.
Customers can come down and see our young stars of the future play before they're ready for first team action and then hopefully we sell them onto the championship
Nurse: Have you had your medication yet this morning, M. Duchatelet?
RD: Huh?
Nurse: Your medication, you know the pills and stuff you have to take every day.
RD: I don't know, what medication?
Nurse: Well there's Valium for your anxiety, Donepezil for your mental functioning, Pinnochiodine to help calm down your lying, Zyprexa for your psychosis, Chlorhexidine for your halitosis and Viagra for when Miss Meire visits.
RD: Viagra for when Miss Meire visits! Why would I need Viagra for when Miss Meire visits?
Nurse: We'll you're rather old and it's a bit floppy... and she's been Chief Puppet at Charlton for three years now so she's used to having things a bit hard.
RD [getting agitated]: I do not need Vigara madam. I am Roland Duchatelet and I do not do failure!
Nurse: Oh gawd, matron, MATRON, quick we need the straight jacket again!
RD [struggling furiously]: Stop... you can't do that... stop I say... help... HELP... They're kidnapping me...HELP!!! And get that Chinese one away. Can't trust 'em you know. Damn foreigners.
- RD is wheeled away on a trolley to a padded room -
RD [wittering to self]: I am Roland Duchatelet... I am a successful man... I don't do failure... Everybody loves me... Oh, why didn't they tell me that League One wasn't the best league, it all seemed so easy.
- Meanwhile in the staff room -
Matron: Nurse, next time he goes like that I want you to wire his balls up for ECT.
Nurse: Will that help is condition then, matron?
Matron: No, but it will make all the Charlton fans fell better!
We under estimated the cost of the rebuild of the academy I am now digging into my pocket to the tune £18m, so will therefore have to build flats on the South stand to recoup the cost.
"We do think this run of form is just a blip. Peterborough, Shrewsbury, Scunthorpe, Barnsley and Bradford are all on a good run, at the moment. We can't be expected to go places and win games every week. Especially with our current bout of injuries"
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clubHotel is not for sale move on.In hiring Karel Fraeye's sister, we achieved that, her background was strong as a Montessori teacher, and no-one else would have the courage to field a team made up of pre-schoolers...
I hope this makes the Valley an enjoyable place for you to watch League 2 football next season.
Next season will also see more innovations at the newly renamed Chantilly Lace Happy Valley, including 16 chips for fans selected to simulate sex acts on our new, wipe clean sofa.
*dribbles and starts twitching*
RD: Huh?
Nurse: Your medication, you know the pills and stuff you have to take every day.
RD: I don't know, what medication?
Nurse: Well there's Valium for your anxiety, Donepezil for your mental functioning, Pinnochiodine to help calm down your lying, Zyprexa for your psychosis, Chlorhexidine for your halitosis and Viagra for when Miss Meire visits.
RD: Viagra for when Miss Meire visits! Why would I need Viagra for when Miss Meire visits?
Nurse: We'll you're rather old and it's a bit floppy... and she's been Chief Puppet at Charlton for three years now so she's used to having things a bit hard.
RD [getting agitated]: I do not need Vigara madam. I am Roland Duchatelet and I do not do failure!
Nurse: Oh gawd, matron, MATRON, quick we need the straight jacket again!
RD [struggling furiously]: Stop... you can't do that... stop I say... help... HELP... They're kidnapping me...HELP!!! And get that Chinese one away. Can't trust 'em you know. Damn foreigners.
- RD is wheeled away on a trolley to a padded room -
RD [wittering to self]: I am Roland Duchatelet... I am a successful man... I don't do failure... Everybody loves me... Oh, why didn't they tell me that League One wasn't the best league, it all seemed so easy.
- Meanwhile in the staff room -
Matron: Nurse, next time he goes like that I want you to wire his balls up for ECT.
Nurse: Will that help is condition then, matron?
Matron: No, but it will make all the Charlton fans fell better!
"Just bloody look at that pitch, huh?"