Our existence is indeed unpredictable. Countless years spent in a state of bafflement as the seasons waxed and waned between soul destroying calamity and unyielding expectation. Naturally a new regime driven by a whimsical and erratic Latin temperament was only ever going to accentuate the psychosis and that babbling mess of a press conference only served to induce further heartache. As we suffocated between the derision of a delighted media and our own eternal infighting it felt like we were on the brink.
A month on and things have taken another unexpected twist. Don Massimo has for the time being cast asunder his natural predilection for dictatorship and overseen the sort of backroom reconstruction that has induced a sense of heart warming stability. Does this betray a man who has come to realise his limitations or is it a pragmatic move by one in the face of another imposed exile?
Adam Pearson was the first to come and has been at the heart of everything since. Our old friend became a catalyst for the new direction and was without doubt the driving force behind the professional capture of the respected Uwe Rosler. Herr Rosler looks and speaks like the long lost member of a world renowned Teutonic collection of Electro pioneers but arrives with a promise of the type of attacking football that goes down so well in the Ridings.
Others quickly followed suit. All of them men well versed in the rigours of English football and some arriving from more serene surroundings. The only blemish came when Don Massimo allegedly tore up the unsigned contract of a proposed Sporting Director due to that individual’s plan for a summer holiday. Cries of derision emanated from the masses but you could see Il Capo’s point of view. The character in question had been on gardening leave since his departure from Norwich at the start of the year and to request another absence at such a crucial time hardly smacked of commitment. It was all quickly forgotten in the midst of Neil Redfearn’s delightful and equally surprising return to the academy fold.
Of course for most fans signings are the hard currency of a successful summer. Youngsters Lee Erwin and Charlie Horton arrived from Motherwell and Cardiff respectively and although progressive their arrival did not tickle our hopes of a promotion campaign. The permanent capture of the popular centre back Sol Bamba was both substantial and unifying but fell short of the statement of intent we all crave. One fan suggested that the imposing Ivorian was akin to the Christmas present you’d bought yourself. Should we eagerly await the arrival of Santa’s swollen sack?