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THE SAM MORSHEAD COLUMN: A crazy day, but how refreshing
6:00am Saturday 1st September 2012 in Sport
JUST as one phone rings the next joins in the chorus and, as I’m struggling to juggle two calls at once, a text message makes my mobile vibrate so violently that I almost drop the lot.
As I compose myself, both laptop and desktop starting honking loudly. I’ve got a Tweet. And an email. I’m quickly becoming a human knot.
It’s the Deadline Day harmony, and all I need is Jim White humming baritone and the concerto is complete.
This day every year means endless entertainment for millions, endless lead-chasing for journalists and a lot of money for the select few who specialise in rolling banners at the bottom of our TV screens.
Frequently, it can be something of an anti-climax.
Only a handful of clubs on any given Deadline Day indulge in such a way that their fans are left gawping.
It hasn’t really happened to Swindon. Not to the best of my memory. Not until yesterday.
Sure, Federico Bessone isn’t exactly Maicon, and to compare John Bostock to Joao Moutinho could be considered a little over the top, but in League One terms Town’s Deadline Day dealings were nothing short of impressive.
Back at the beginning of the summer I wrote after the acquisitions of Andy Williams, Gary Roberts and Tommy Miller that Paolo Di Canio and Jeremy Wray had laid down a statement of intent.
By that reckoning, the capture of five players with Championship-or-higher experience isn’t just a statement of intent - it’s a mission statement, objective promotion.
As if it wasn’t already clear, the Swindon board and management have now spelt it out in big, bold letters.
BESSONE, BOSTOCK, COKE, ROONEY, WARD. THIS LOT MEAN BUSINESS.
Sure, there is of course the argument that Town have now bought/signed more than an entire new team since winning the League Two title in 2012/13. How sustainable is that? At what cost does this ambition come?
There is always the worry that the club could overspend, overindulge, allow reckless abandon to creep in in pursuit of our Holy Grail.
But for as long as we trust those in charge with one of the gems of our community, we have to believe in what they are doing. We have to believe in them.
And they certainly aren’t giving us any reason to lose our faith just yet.
In time we will see how a dozen new players bond, and whether five additions in the final two days of the window was absolutely necessary.
But for now, from a personal point of view, I’d just like to sit back and enjoy the fact that my club - for the first time I can remember - came out swinging in the transfer market.
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