Hallo, hej, hello! Welcome back to Scandinavia’s finest ruined by 10 stupid men. Last time out we managed to first game of the league having been peppered with cup games, and I suspect this latest post will be much the same. Such is life in Scottish Division Three.

Early doors, Rob (Stromsgodset) and Deano (IFK Gothenburg) appear to have drawn the longest straws, but it is early days. A reminder of the table:

We begin with a league match! Nick wishes Rob good luck, alas it is Phil vs. Nick and therefore the luck is misplaced. Much to the joy of 861 spectators, Phil doesn’t take the hump, but takes the win. No special powers for OB 1.

It’s that time! You guessed it, cup time. This blog is in no way an endorsement of delicious, refreshing Coca-Cola.

First up I’m home against Dunfermline. It’s starts off horrifically bad but gets better. Not a good sign conceding two here though. At least the man with the golden baek gets on the scoresheet.

Deano rolls over the Accies with consummate ease. Ekstron Deano’s new favourite strom.

The Big Ross Man sees to it that the men in green a nursing some broken Hibs’es. Enter Sandman to clinch the tie.

With only one central midfielder in a squad of largely wide players, Zak overcomes the odds and knocks Rob out of the cup. Well done sson.

Nathan wasn’t with us to see his Rosenborg side another to cruise to a comfortable victory.

Following our cup exploits, we get a rest from the cup…for another cup. The League Challenge Cup. What a load of nonsense.

Nick again wishes Rob luck for reasons we don’t even know. And as ever, Phil takes the win. Gronkjaer’s 4 for finishing probably why he doesn’t get more than 1.

It’s an artist’s dream for us at Ayr.

While for the Ross Man, the big Dag kicks things on the way against a very Portuguese looking East Fife. Losing Bjur will be a big blow though.

It’s all Brann in the next fixture as Dave’s boys take a 1 goal victory.

Another attempted Jedi intervention fails as Matt Rahm’s 5 home against Clydebank.

Speaking of 5, Big Z’s misfits smash the other of the main early contenders. Just a shame for him it’s the cup.

Elsewhere, despite another vacant manager seat, Nathan’s assistant sees out the win. Manager holiday indeed.

Without the need to wish anyone luck, Nick makes it into the next round.

Finally it’s Rob, and his gods thump the thistle to finish off.

And at last, we finally see some additional league action. Arrivederci it’s blog on blog. First up it’s Matt vs. Deano. To say it is a one-sided affair would be an understatement. What the Ek.

Next it’s Phil vs. Nathan. Despite all the well wishes, Soren Andersen, despite scoring two, probably should have had more.

We draw a Lien under that result and move on to the next. Despite the backing of Richard Brannsson, Dave’s cereal losers can only muster a point at home to the Big Ross Man’s Brondby.

Mjelde was actually pretty poor all game and, like Andersen before him had enough opportunities to kill the game off. The big Dag on the sheet again for Ross sees another star signing doing well. As Zak’s form continues, Nick’s lack of luck persists.

Rob’s God’s close this post by thrashing its author. We looked good for all of about 15 seconds when crumbled.

With that we’ve made a small amount of progress in the league.

It remains a strong start from Deano and Rob who look pretty much unstoppable, unless it’s a cup game.

Well, I’m sure you’ve had enough of that, because we certainly have for one week. Hopefully Matt and Nick and get some points on the board and avoid an early sacking.

See you next time.