Is it Christmas ??

Well, there we are folks.."another year older and deeper in debt" (Who did sing that ?).

You know me,.. old Captain Confidential keep 'em laughing !

Not much to get excited about Charlton at the moment either, still that's Charlton for you. If we were ambitious go-getting Super Supporters who Had To Win, ..then I guess we would be going North of the River...uuhh....no..already I'm searching for the safety of our West Stand and those lovely prawn sandwiches washed down with a particularly fine, freshly sulphited, Bulgarian Cava (yyyyeess!!). Reg tells me the 2008 vintage will be a particularly fine example...but then again, that's Salesmen for you.

Well gang...Confidential's 2008 message to all you fellow sufferers is, " make sure you av a good one, for fxcks sake " (eloquent as ever)

Is It Me?

Well,, we all had a great big,fat,. wonderful time at Legends didn't we ? ..The company was 100% fantastic especially Sam,.. whom I now love with, by the way....(especially when you put that thong on baby !)


Shame about the match though...bloody rubbish...WE HAVE TO DOMINATE THE HOME PITCH ....our ground.... the Valley - for Christs sake..!.We as fans, are ALL willing you on, and I've sat in at Upton Park, who's fans are just as quiet as us until the play gets interesting .,so don't blame the Home crowd..... We do our best for you but we want to see the same sort of comittment on the pitch..throw us a bone for God's sake.... is that too much to ask ?

I guess you don't understand .. for some of us, it's more important than football, ...it's our dreams....

Failing The CD Test

For a while now here at Confidential Towers, there's been a strong rumour circulating through these draughty halls, that those pesky superior beings in the Solar System are stepping up their act.

The Superiors (or Aliens if you prefer to get scared) have long been watching us making a hash of things - hoping we will eventually see sense - but even with their superior intellect, have not been able to figure out a way to help so many of us to escape from the planet Earth's final implosion.

After many years of close monitoring and observation via Google Earth Plus, they've devised a series of basic tests to determine which of us are truly worthy to be given a window seat on the Last Intergalactic Transport out of here.

The first, and simplest test, - known as the Earthling Idiot Test- involves removing the plastic wrapping from a newly purchased CD using hands only i.e. without the use of tools such as kitchen knives, forks or high powered laser cutting gear.

The other day, a fresh newly web purchased CD held the ulimate insult with TWO layers of plastic. Imagine... after finding the right pair of glasses, a suitable fork from the cutlery drawer...finally removing one wrapper, only to find another equally difficult layer underneath.

Sad to say that Confidential failed miserably,almost destroying that very silly brittle box. Still the music was pretty good. Looks like I've lost my seat place on Operation Earthling.....Who wants to live in a place exclusively inhabited by clever brain-boxes anyway ? I bet the parallel Valley on the Other Side Of The Universe is rubbish too, with the parallel Addicks winning every week....

The Comb Over Regatta

The TV News said it all . As the Massed Comb Overs arrived from the FA ( what an apt name that is ) for "urgent meetings" with whoever that might be and the only person on the bench at Wembley who looked at all worried was Becks. While John Terry and the gang looked smug, as if to say..." oh well, another one bites the dust... next time you FA puppets, choose my boss so I get a big pay-rise and get to ride this gravy train a little bit longer.

Only David Beckham ( the guy who has left the scene for LA with his integrity intact) looked as if he cared. What a fix we're in.

And as if the FA can do anything about it??. ( Let's have an expensive lunch to discuss .. ) What's happened to the game and us ? Don't hold your breath waiting for the FA to sort it out..

Blistering Attack From Valley

Charlton fans were stunned last night as they read the blisterning and vitriolic attack on our very much loved CAFC Matty Wright -( journo to every net-addick) when , out of nowhere from a certain Mr Frankie Valley came insult upon insult, heaped upon more insults about a very mild supposed slight against one of our more revered players of yesteryear, a unique slice of Danish bacon with a yellow streak.
Apparently Frankie V had the temerity to suggest that our most revered and loved Matty had overstepped a line in the sand and had introduced an element of satire into our emails from the Dressing Room. For goodness sake...before we know it there'll be humour in the matchday programs ( underpriced at £3) -Reg

It's a Funny Old World...

The other night, while I was busy indoors gnawing my way through something that was pronounced as Chicken Kiev fillet which was completely tasteless and bore a strong resemblance to a clapped out Vietnamese cockerel, well past it's sell-by everywhere including the local village pit, it suddenly hit me. Why am I sitting here in West Sussex, eating some pointless,tastless food that has been flown more than half way round the world in a refridgerated and probably knackered 747 ? Don't we have food in this country ?

The answer dear readers is, of course, money.

The aforesaid Chicken Kiev which was purchased from that well known supplier to the great British public, you know who you are ... You Shop.....We Make Loads of Money... has confirmed what Confidential already knew. Britain has become just one gigantic Supermarket.

(Sorry Anon.. nothing about Charlton again)

Well Done Pards

Pards you've done it, You've brought some fun back into it. It's the Charlton show and we love it. Our defenders have got the look like they could be gracing the entrances of some of London's finest establishmenmts, we've got Nick pissing (metaphorically) on the away fans and of course Danny boy. What can you say about Mr Mills, he's doing us proud. So thanks Pards for giving us a team with characters and a character and a backbone that showed up at Hull. We've been waiting for a long time now for a team that wins and is good fun again.