I thought that Thomas Sandgaard hit all the right notes in his Sky Sports interview earlier. Ambition without overpromising, an understanding of the club and it’s community as well as it’s fan base. He talked in simple compassionate terms and is clearly motivated to make the transaction with ESI happen as soon as possible.
As has become apparent, the critical assets of The Valley and Sparrows Lane will have to come later, and I won’t sleep well at night until all of the parts of the jigsaw are under one roof. Nonetheless Sandgaard needs as much negotiating power as possible, and time is more on the Dane’s side than the Belgian’s.
The motivation of owning a football club in England is not clear, other than a friend of the Dane’s encouraging him to take a look, and look he did at Sunderland, QPR and Wigan. The rock star CEO may like the indulgence of owning a football club, but he is obviously a listener, respectful of our history and sympathetic to our plight.
There was ambition, but it was sprinkled with realism. I started at his face on freeze frame for a while and he looked honest enough and I couldn’t find any obvious flaws or dishonest red flags.
The club will cost him more than a £1, and he will pay off people what he feels is the appropriate amount for their association, whether honourable or not.
The season as he noted is three and a half weeks away, but Marian Mihail has said the club has liquidity to pay wages, but we are still very hamstrung by the transfer embargo and salary limitation.
Sandgaard was saying a few days back that the deal could be concluded this week, but now we have to wait on the fraud Paul Elliott’s attempts to seek an injunction to prevent ESI selling the club, which will delay proceedings
Sandgaard has a few bob made from the company he founded 15 years ago in Englewood, Colorado. A negotiator, and he needs to be a good one, the club has obviously grabbed him.
Has he grabbed me? Maybe a little, but I remain on the fence, but equally we want this over with and we throw the crooks and chancers over a cliff, figuratively…. perhaps.