It’s hard to believe that Wembley was only nine weeks ago, yet I still question myself ‘did it really happen, in the way it did?’
Was it a dream?, Was it an illusion?
A last minute winner for promotion, at Wembley. In front of 40,000 fans?
Those type of events in football just don’t happen to betrodden Charlton Athletic. Well, you can have one in a lifetime and we got it in 1998. But twice? No, not us chief.
We are the club that helps bring to end winless runs, the fall guy for a cup upset or a timid walkover in a local derby. The club that come within hours of being acquired by the Crown Prince of Dubai before falling through. The club that finally attracted a billionaire who turned out to be a absolute fruitcake.
Wembley though was not just a freak, one-off shock event. It was the culmination of a growing unity, confidence and momentum that had been steadily building over the past nine months. Lee Bowyer was proving to be a very popular manager with an ingrained understanding of this club and how to align the playing side with supporters. By hook or crook, brilliant judgement or sheer luck, he (ably assisted by Steve Gallen) had cobbled together a squad that increasingly showed signs of the talent, attitude, balance and bond required to suggest it had the tools to move forward. Even the sale of the club’s top scorer halfway through never really disrupted it too much.
Alongside it, the fans were increasingly proving the 12th man. Numbers were once again down at The Valley but those there supporting the team were increasingly doing so with the volume turned up. A sparsely populated Valley can still dig out a decent atmosphere you know, and on the road numbers and volume were suitably cranking up. People were buying into Bowyer and this team. There was a unity building that had not been there for a number of years. Charlton was starting to feel good again to those actively following them.
With that unity we went into the play-offs not timidly like we had 12 months earlier, but with a confidence, even a hint of arrogance, that this lot have a chance to deliver. Doncaster carried no fear for us and those games, both home and away, proved ‘un-Charltonlike’ in attracting huge numbers and an atmosphere far reaching from the norm. The night at The Valley in particular had a bustle, verve, edge to it that many people didn’t even remember from the Premiership years. The celebrations at the end were unprecedented.
Those months on the up, that Valley sell-out and that dramatic penalty shoot-out created a buzz about Charlton again that saw 40,000 back the club at Wembley. South East London before and long after that day was awash with our red and white, with London Bridge constantly reverberating to Allez, Allez, Allez for about 5 hours through the evening.
We’d had a dark spell, we’d survived it. This was the start of the rebirth. After two years of waiting, there was confidence that now at a higher level, and with an alleged willingness of the owner to sell, one of the multiple interested consortiums would see the job through and lead the club into a new era.
Just like Chris Powell’s L1 Champions in 11/12, the core of the ingredients were there. It just needed some cute additions to help thrive at the higher level. Added to wisely, there would have been a chance of carrying that squad momentum into thriving in the Championship next season.
Instead, what has happened since that joyful day in May has been bordering on disastrous. The saga in securing Bowyer to a new contract reached nationwide ridicule before finally at the 11th hour coming to a resolution. Budget allocation has also been reportably laughable (to agents and those in the game) as Duchatelet continues his march to break-even by shrinking costs where possible.
A reliable centre half, proven at Championship level and happy with the club, could not be secured to re-sign, choosing a fellow Championship lesser-light instead. Our star midfielder, who looks like he has real potential to reach the top, equally could not be re-signed, choosing Scottish football instead of staying. Both players I’m convinced could have been secured had a sale been concluded, or the owner had attached a respectful and realistic budget to the club. With the loss of those two and the key midfield loan players of Bielik and Cullen from last season, we don’t now have a core that needs positively tweaking, we’ve completely lost that core. We have to start the process all over again, against a higher benchmark, and build it on buttons. It’s completely and utterly demoralising.
Some people said Duchatelet never wanted Charlton to get promoted, that to fund it realistically would mean the club become more of a drain for him. His response to that is to simply not fund it realistically. I’ll pay the bills and you do the best to get by with what you have. Good luck.
All that jubilation from a high-profile event with a Hollywood ending, all that opportunity to positively market the club back to an engaged and joyful customer base and rebuild support numbers, that’s now gone. All that team confidence and player understanding established over the previous months, that’s now gone.
Wasted. Completely wasted. What a wasted opportunity.
Those of us continuing to actively follow the team will no doubt do what we did last season in getting behind them home and away, trying to be that extra man. We’ll hope that once again Bowyer and Gallen defy the odds and the backdrop they have to work with and pull a rabbit out the hat again. It could happen. Indeed it could all change again in the next few days with impressive new arrivals. But I’m not sure how much confidence people currently have of that occurring, and as it stands only the supremely optimistic can see anything other than a season of struggle at the higher level.
Even if this does go on to be a more positive season than the one most are anticipating, those opportunities from last season and Wembley are now lost.
This club will never ever properly move forward or maximise opportunities while Duchatelet remains its owner.
And that doesn’t look like it’s changing anytime soon.
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If you look at some of my post you will see i said " its written in the stars". I know that this season we are really up against it. But i have faith in Lee and JJ they are the "one of us". I feel what ever happens, we will have a team thats is knows what it means to wear that shirt.
I have stood in the Covered end , and sat in the North Stand, but the people i have stood and sat with are
"proper Charlton." Good solid people. I may not know your names, but you are my mates.
If you read this RD put a few £ into to the club , support Lee and JJ. ( YOU MIGHT EVEN DOUBLE YOUR MONEY!)
Lyle, Solly, and the fans will do the rest!
I know 19/20 will be emotional, tough, but its written in the stars
I AM CHARLTON TILL I DIE !
40,000 at Wembley. Lapsed fans returning. A great opportunity to try to coax people back.
And what have they done? Absolutely fuck all.
It's tragic. Truly it is.
The away following last season looked really good and i was jealous but due to personal and finance reasons i cant do it at present. Just want to say well done to those that travelled.
Just when we thought things couldn't possibly get any worse, a miracle above all miracles was wrought in SE7 by a group of players, straining every sinew & giving their all, time after time for their inspirational manager ...and for the faithful.
Against ALL the odds, good triumphed over evil ( RD, not the Mackems ) on a day that will live in our memories until we finally fall off our perch.
And for a brief moment in time, Addicks throughout the world dared to believe that this could be the dawn of a brave, new era for their beloved football club.
But for ONE so called "man" ( please input your own noun here) this could have been a reality.
All too soon, our hopes were, once again, cruelly dashed & for me, the weeks since Wembley have been among the most difficult to come to terms with since the change of ownership back in 2014.
The highs of Bow's contract, Jonny's return & our (premature?) decision to purchase season tickets once again meant that the post promotion glow was temporarily extended .....oh, we of an excess of faith !
The descent back to ice cold, sober reality has been swift & brutal. I now have zero optimism that the situation will improve before another season has been played out. And I am moved to tears when thinking of the challenges that Bow, JJ & their boys will face over the next 9 months. Why do bad things happen to good people ? All concerned deserve SO much more. Furthermore, what the feck can WE do to help in these distressing circumstances ?
I'm certain I'm not alone in constantly turning this question over & over in my mind with little success.
It goes without saying that we give OUR team & their management 100% support. If we have 10,000 season ticket holders attending home games, the noise & encouragement should be a given, whether we're winning or not. End of.
We have to be patient with this squad & not set the level of expectations too high. With Bow & JJ at the helm, we know whoever wears the shirt will give everything they have for the gaffer. To arrive home without a voice will be the minimum expected for each of us !
But IF CARD, ROT, the B20 or A N Other, in their wisdom, come up with a plan or even suggestion as to how we, the fans, might play our part in "helping" the owner reassess his options / decision making, PLEASE think long and hard as to whether you might get involved. Ask yourself how long you can sit on your hands & allow this situation to continue. Think whether the action suggested might just be another nail in his "coffin". How long can our club survive under the current restrictions imposed from Belgium ? Are you prepared to stand up( or sit down) & be counted ? The decision is yours....
THIS time we need to stand together, in numbers before it's too late.
We have lost half of our team from last season and Bowyer is expected to replace them with a league one budget.
Roland you clearly are hanging around like a bad smell.
Please just sell the club and go away.
Unless something dramatic happens in the next eight days we’ll be relegated this season no question.
That could, of course, stay the same for a while- but it's well possible that it could suddenly change.
It's said, "the only certainty in life is change".
We just don't know what's round the corner.
With him in situ, it is when NOT if.
We had the same scenario last season, with many tipping us for relegation from League One, assuming the worst before a game had even been played and the squad fully completed.
Thank the Lord, Bowyer is also a Mr Positivity.
Whether his words are brave or foolhardy, I'd trust him to have a better insight on this season than many who say we've no chance.
And he calls himself "a realist".
I bloody hope, with every fibre of my body, that they do perform further miracles, and through a resilient squad, raucous support and the ability never to give up survive the season ahead at the least.
At the same time I am Mr Realist enough to workout that, once again, this will inspite of the owner, not because of him and that, as everbody knows, hes a twat
The promised land:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bz-0874abY8&app=desktop
Starring Sir Henry Irving and a cast of familiar Charlton faithful.
Well worth watching.
Strange as it may seem, Duchatelet's tenure has had one big beneficial effect. He has provoked us to develop and refine our skills at protesting, not exercised since the campaign to return to The Valley. Many of the protests and demonstrations have been brilliantly inventive, and have gained wide exposure across the range of media.
There were moving and dramatic moments as we joined forces with disaffected Coventry fans to march to The Valley. Our interruptions to the games - bombardment by tennis balls, stress balls, bags of crisps, flying pigs - always made the news. Who could forget the look of shock on Duchatelet's face when a vast banner was unfurled at the restaurant where he was dining en famille? And most theatrical of all, the LIAR banner pointing down towards Meire, and the whole stadium imploring: "Left a bit, left a bit..."
Bowyer, too, has thrived in adversity. Some folk wonder if he despairs at our inadequate squad, or even considers resigning. I think he is loving it. He said yesterday that Bielik's value of around £10m reflects glowingly on the coaching and development he received last season with us. Bowyer also said he is itching to start the new season and pitch his wits against bigger names, more experienced managers, more accomplished players. This is his chance to make an indelible mark.
I would not swap our unique and dramatic experiences with this troubled club, for supporting a secure and mediocre team where nothing ever happens. Bowyer has exactly the right character to have a bloody good go at the Championship; the battles will be fascinating. I'm looking forward to this season enormously.