PORTSMOUTH UNITED - CLASSIC BLOGS #1

BLOG 2: FOXY TO THE RESCUE

The foxy one was relaxing with her mid-evening cuppa when the call came.

Someone had apparently been on our Facebook page, using the ‘c’ word.

Our new website had launched literally hours before.

This clearly needed investigating.

Upon perusal of the evidence, all became clear. We had indeed fallen foul of the dreaded ‘c’ word.

Chorizo?

That Rick Stein recipe is well good.

Credibility?

Lost mine too long ago to remember.

Copyright?

COPYRIGHT!

D*mn, knew we’d forget something…

Okay. Time for action.

* * * * *

The foxy one logged into admin chat. It seemed far livelier than usual.

Robbie Savage on the 606 phone-in had nothing on us.

Poor Matt was being haunted by a recurring image of Craig from Strictly. (It’s a dis-AH-ster, darling…)

We’ll have to delete the whole site, Matt wrote.

Irfan was contemplating a stretch in prison.

Save me some grub, said Matt.

Leave it, said Harry, coolness personified.

Stewart, sensible man, had gone camping, blissfully unaware that his email inbox was bursting at the seams.

* * * * *

The foxy one went back to the Facebook page. Someone had advised us to ring the club and obtain permission to use their logos, player pics etc.

Seemed reasonable.

So who would ring them?

Matt wasn’t keen. In fact, he was positively sh***ing bricks at the prospect.

Irfan was being, well, Irfan.

Harry had indeed left it. Thanks mate.

It needed a cool head, a calm and rational approach amid the vortex threatening to swallow our creation into cyberspace oblivion.

(So why did they call me then?…)

The foxy one had to think quickly.

Look guys, she said. Just leave it to me, okay?

(What did I just say?!!…)

It seemed to do the trick.

Peace once more reigned over the admin chat board.

The foxy one retired for the night.

* * * * *

Morning came.

Breakfast eaten, she went to make good her promise.

One phone call later it was sorted.

His name was Tom. He was our one shot at internet survival.

The foxy one crossed fingers, breathed deeply and hoped. Would Tom say yes?

Yes.

With a few minor tweaks, our website was safe to continue its unofficial odyssey.

Thank God for that, said the foxy one.

Collective sanity restored, the Portsmouth United admin team returned to their ongoing mission to deliver all things Pompey to their loyal followers.

But the foxy one left her mobile switched on.

Just in case…

afpb

23/07/11