Okay, if I had a time machine, y'know, a really cool sexy looking one, and went back to when I was a ten year old in the stand at Stangmore Park, watching some crappy B Division match with my da, and told my cute little ten year old self that "In *ahem* twenty-odd years, the Swifts will qualify for European football, and, y'know what? They'll still have the same manager", y'know what the precocious little bugger would do? He'd laugh like a fucking drain.