Today, I read up on Neymar's move to PSG for £200million. Tomorrow, Hartlepool United vs Dover Athletic, 96 unbroken years as a Football League club having finally been brought to an end by a chancer of a chairman saddling the club with £1.2 million of debt to finance a doomed property development. Three winding-up orders and one relegation later, it's time for our first season of non-league football, brought to our knees by a debt 167 times smaller than one Brazilian forward's buy-out clause.
A pro tip for any budding businessmen out there: nobody, but nobody, wants to live in a luxury apartment overlooking Hartlepool United's ground. In part, this is because there are desirable apartments in the Marina area of town and you can walk there from the ground in 10 minutes without breaking sweat. In greater part, it's because the ground is flanked by two supermarkets, a skate park, a leisure centre and a train line:

The Mill House Masterplan, they called it. For me, a greater Masterplan would have been to spend a couple of quid on giving the seats in the Mill House stand a wipe and maybe installing a lightbulb in the gents toilets.
What's odd about it is that I almost don't mind being relegated. We had a spell of relative success at the turn of the century - Squiddy will remember vividly that we were 8 minutes away from the Championship in 2004/05 - but recent years have been about celebrating improbable escapes from relegation. This time around, needing to beat table-topping Doncaster Rovers on the final day and have Newport County fail to win, we came from a goal behind to lead in the 83rd minute thanks to 2 strikes from a previously-unheralded, barely-used 18 year old striker. In the 89th minute, Newport's right-back scored his first ever professional goal, an absolute stunner to boot, to send us down. I don't recall ever being happier than I was for the 6 glorious minutes separating those events, but when the dust settled, I came to think that there's a limit to how often you can reasonably enjoy being the third-worst team in the Football League.
The more optimistic supporters think we'll blitz the Vanarama National League and earn immediate promotion. I think I'll be happy enough if I can make it to November with a tiny bit of hope left in my heart.
Enjoy, fellas.