2 August 2025, 10:55 | Updated: 2 August 2025, 10:59

By StephenRigley

I never wanted to write this article. But after a summer of silence, crisis, and chaos, I no longer have a choice.

The football club I love—have followed all my life—is imploding. Every day brings more bad news about Sheffield Wednesday, and honestly, I can’t say where this ends.

We’ve been dragged into freefall because of the intransigence and negligence of one man.

More on Dejphon Chansiri later.

I’ve been a Wednesday fan all my life. Unlike some, I can’t recall my first match at Hillsborough, but I do remember a promotion clash with Chelsea in the early '80s.

I fell in love instantly. There’s an old saying among Wednesday fans: “You don’t choose Wednesday. The club chooses you.”

And The Owls certainly got their talons into me. Over the past 40 years, I’ve spent a small fortune and clocked up thousands of miles watching this team. Along the way, I’ve met brilliant, funny, and loyal people—friends for life.

Just before COVID, I took my son to........

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