We'll start by re-posting a few thoughts from the end of last season.
[8 May 2010]
And so the season draws to a close, very appropriately with an own-goal 1-nil capture of 3 points... except that it is weeks and months too late to be counting points. Three points from May, four from April, four from March - 9th place in the table seems about right, if not a little generous.
The Dons honoured the achievement of Sir Alex's boys thirty years ago Monday, celebrating the Dons' second League title since 1955 and the first time in fifteen years that the League trophy traveled out of Glasgow. For Bobby Clark, for Gordon Strachan, for Stevie Archibald, and especially for Willie Miller, the current side's form must surely have soured any reunion, and there is certainly enough blame to be spread about liberally. In endings are also beginnings however, and for me at least there was a small element of catharsis when the final whistle blew this afternoon. I can now relax for a few months, knowing that the weekly disappointments have taken a summerlong hiatus.
I have no illusions that McGhee will take the Dons anywhere but to the middle of the table, but to be honest I would settle for respectability. I want a club to be proud of, a side that plays a decent brand of football, one that makes an effort to compete and has the talent to surprise now and again.
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