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All right, so here it is.

We're at the business end of the season.

And we just defeated Notts County,

thanks in large part

to Ben Foster's incredible penalty save.

Saved!

I could, and in fact, have kissed that man.

So what does it all mean?

Four games remaining.

Just seven points needed from

those four games for us to win

the league and get automatic promotion.

We control our own destiny, people.

Should be cut and dry, but of course,

nothing ever is, as we only managed

a 0-0 draw versus Barnet...

Wrexham throwing a lifeline to Notts County.

While Notts County won their match and have

closed the gap on us.

The margin for error is basically zip.

The Yeovil game, for me,

was the most important,

because if we were able to beat Yeovil,

that meant we had two games at getting promotion.

Play!

Here we go.

A little bit of quality.

Bit of quality. Bit of quality.

Nearly there.

I was much more nervous for Yeovil, funny enough,

because it felt like that had kind of a banana skin vibe.

Fucking here!

Too fucking easy.

Stay on your feet! Stay on your feet!

The general feeling of like, oh,

we're going to Wrexham it up.

We're going to do this. We're going to do that.

We sort of did that last year.

Finish!

Fucking hell!

♪ Don't forget where you came from ♪

♪ Don't forget what you're made of ♪

♪ The ones who were there ♪

♪ When no one else would care ♪

♪ Don't be afraid to cry now ♪

♪ Even when the world comes crashing in ♪

♪ Don't forget to sing when you win ♪

♪ Don't forget to sing when you win ♪

When do we see the new kits?

About three weeks.

And is it--is it black away or white away?

Red home, white away, black third choice.

Uh-huh.

Now, we went for black for third choice,

because in the National League,

you can't have a black or a navy shirt as things stand.

Uh-huh.

So we took a bit of a punt on getting promoted.

Let's just say theoretically we don't get--

we don't get promoted.

How--how much money will we have in sunk costs?

Well, you've got about 10,000 black shirts coming.

- Hmm. - Right.

And how much did they cost each?

About 20 quid apiece.

Okay.

So remember when we freaked out

last season about the $200,000 issue with the pitch?

About 200,000 pounds.

Fuck.

We should start an army.

For the black shirts--

I like taking the gamble on the black

because they're cool.

Why are we taking the news

about having 10,000 shirts at 20 quid apiece

being potentially useless so nonchalantly now?

Well, after two full seasons as owner

of a fifth tier football club, 200,000 quid now seems

like more of a rounding error.

Why this change of heart?

Our own financially reckless promises.

Let's review our mission statement

in the year of our Lord 2020.

"To grow the team, return it to the EFL

"in front of increased attendances at an improved

"stadium while making a positive difference

to the wider community in Wrexham."

Okay, just a quick scorecard here.

We're not back in the EFL yet.

We haven't improved the stadium.

We did increase attendance.

But we tore one stand down in order to try

to improve the stadium.

So that one is kind of an incomplete.

But we are bringing in people to help

with the positive difference.

So here we are at the oldest international football

stadium in the world.

Look at this thing.

I mean, good Lord.

This feels like a space that we would

feel really at home in being able to help

bring technology into.

Supporting the community and making an impact

there is really important to us.

You know, the kind of solutions,

the kind of PCs and printers,

but also the kind of network we can--

I think we can bring in can make quite an impact,

but done the right way.

So we'll give ourselves a check there.

Speaking of checks and writing giant ones,

with three games left in the season

and return to the EFL still up in the air,

we have to be preparing for the worst-case scenario,

which unfortunately involves football math,

which is the most expensive kind of math.

We are already $4.3 million in the red,

spending on players and pitch and staff and improvements.

We publicly committed to building

a $24 million Kop stand.

We will make 2 million on home tickets.

Now, a positive difference is priceless,

but you really can't put that on a balance sheet,

especially since MasterCard wouldn't

pay us for mentioning them.

We expect to lose

an additional $2.2 million next year,

which leaves us with a $28 million

worst-case scenario.

Oh. Fuck.

You said it, Rob.

So we have to offset as much of this cost as possible.

I'm sure we'll have to eat some of it,

but we'd really rather not.

So without ticket sales, because of the Kop,

and without TV rights, which we already covered...

I wish we could get it up on the TV.

I know.

That pretty much leaves partners.

15, take 3.

And 3, 2, 1, action.

Here at the world-famous Racecourse in Wrexham,

tea time for the Red Dragons is as cherished

a tradition as anywhere in the United Kingdom.

But today, we are announcing SToK

Cold Brew Coffee as our official sponsor

of the Racecourse.

Okay, let's cut that.

Great.

Isn't Four Walls an exciting new innovation

that brings two great spirits together,

giving drinkers a "best of both worlds" experience

in one bottle?

Yes.

This is the expensive bottle.

Let's have a nip.

All right, so I've been told that they're here.

Oh.

Oh, lovely.

There she is.

United.

On the back we got our good friends at VistaPrint.

Yeah, it's--I love that look.

See, I think we're gonna sell a ton of these.

I would wear this.

I guess we'll see.

200,000 pounds?

200,000 pounds.

Well, it's definitely dramatic.

He's probably tired again.

Here.

Do you want me to make him a bottle?

Yeah, I'd say make a bottle.

I think he's hungry.

Sh-sh-sh-sh.

I'm always motivated to do my best,

but like, when you've got owners that

are such good people, it does make it

that extra bit more that you probably want to give.

Laura had an MRI, and she had a brain tumor.

Hi, baby.

I knew something wasn't right,

and I persisted with the doctors

and got my MRI done.

And yeah, now we're here.

It just didn't feel like it was--it was real.

And no matter what happens, I know Patty's

really lucky to have you.

The gaffer told the owners and stuff

why I wasn't involved and stuff.

They heard the news, and you know, they reached out.

And you know, Ryan helped get a second opinion.

I'll go up and meet you upstairs when you come down.

Please do. You guys doing all right?

We're just going up there now, yeah.

Hello, my dear. How are you?

- Good. - How you doing--yeah.

And we've sent some stuff to get a second opinion, which,

again, if I didn't know him, and it's something

that he doesn't have to do-- like, do you know what I mean?

He doesn't have to do that.

We got full results on Tuesday, and it was--

obviously, we still weren't sure after the update

what the full results would be, because obviously things

can change, but it basically was the best case scenario

from what we were first told,

which was excellent news, wasn't it?

Yeah, but it was--

it's been kind of, in another way, like,

hard to process, because it's gone from

the worst news possible to the best news possible

in the space of a few weeks.

Obviously, it's amazing.

But in terms of just mentally,

being able to process it, for me, I found it a little

bit challenging, but we're getting there.

Yeah, but that's normal.

- Yeah. - But it's--yeah.

From there then, obviously, you get--

Could figure out a treatment plan.

Yeah, figure out what's next.

Yeah.

A few people said that it's probably

a good idea to get back into a routine

because it will help me also.

And it's also what Laura wants.

Just shape it in that area.

Play. There we go. Good, well done.

So I've got back, obviously, into the routine

now, which I'm enjoying.

And hopefully I can-- I can push on.

Yes.

If we win today versus Yeovil Town,

then we are just one win away

from getting promoted out of

this league, so obviously,

I'm a total mess because this

is the banana peel that in sports always gets overlooked.

No pressure.

Oh, and today, my best friends are in town for the match.

It would be nice to show them a win.

You ready, buddy?

Let's go, boss! - All right.

Show us around.

Show us your football team, boss.

Hey, come on.

Get over here, Glenn.

They're playing a little welcome music for us.

- Oh, is that for us? - Appreciate them.

I need a Wrexham scarf.

Charlie, you're not playing.

Oh, we're playing? We're not playing?

That's some of the players.

The players aren't even warmed up.

Yeah, for sure.

Why are footballers always so handsome?

- Very, very handsome. - They're in good shape.

So handsome.

Should we go distract the other team?

I can see them all over there looking over here,

trying to figure out which one of us is Ryan.

Good evening, everyone.

And suddenly the finish line is very much in sight.

The equation here is super simple for Wrexham--

win tonight against Yeovil and do the same here

against Boreham Wood on Saturday,

and it's mission accomplished.

I'm excited for Yeovil.

Overton!

It's a big one tonight.

I'm going for a 3-0 win.

Kinnerton.

I'm going to say 2-1, to us.

2-1. Who's scoring?

Mullins and Anthony Ford.

Ahh, nice.

Okay. Getting close.

Shaun never drinks before the games.

Somehow, he's drinking tonight.

I think that's a good sign.

I don't know. We'll find out.

So Shaun is drinking to quell his nerves,

but my anxiety presents itself in a different way.

I think we got--

I mean we need to--

we need to win.

This sport is relentless, and this year

has definitely taken its toll.

You might notice.

You might not notice it, but at some point throughout the day

you're going to see a stye under my eye,

here on the right.

Ouchie. It's very small, though.

Can we get a close up of that?

Very mild. - It hurts.

Yeah. - And this is the third one.

- I had a double stye. - Yeah.

- And this one went away. - Uh-huh.

This one went away, and then this one came back.

- Oh. - And so--

Is that from all the ocular sex you have?

- No, no. - Promiscuous ocular sex?

No, it's the stress.

- I spoke to-- - I see that.

I spoke to a doctor--

a few doctors, and they said, "Are ya under any stress?"

- I said, a little bit. - Yeah.

For each other-- have a seat there, boys.

Just got reminders. Okay.

Just remember when we played teams like this before who

fancied themselves a little bit a football team,

the first thing we've done is restrict

space on the fucking pitch.

And anyone who comes to the Racecourse Ground,

whether it's been a pre-season friendly or fucking one

of the top teams, the first thing we do,

we make it fucking horrible for them.

We swarm all over them, stepping in,

keep creating those overloads.

And the last thing is that we be nice and cool

and concentrate on the performance level tonight.

Let's go.

Come on, boys.

Let's go, boys. Come on.

Welcome to Wrexham.

Big, big night again, Wrexham against Yeovil.

I've gotta say, it's a must-win game for both sides.

Everybody's tense.

Everybody wants to know that we can do it.

It's a big occasion.

That'll be all. Let's get underway.

The ball's got blocked immediately by Yeovil.

Let's do it!

He's well tackled by James Jones.

Oh, that's a great ball by Mullin!

Jordan's struggling to get in the middle for him,

so Mullin will have to cut in, take some stones in.

Drills the ball in!

Clears! Forde hits it!

Brilliant block.

Oh, that was a chance, but very well defended.

Anthony Forde.

Ah, but Anthony Forde just

having a sight at goal, and getting it

on his favored right foot.

First chance that Wrexham have really had a sniff.

So Anthony Forde, he hasn't started--

- he hasn't played in months. - Say again?

Anthony Forde hasn't played in months.

His wife is really sick.

Anthony also just had a baby.

Baby's name is Patty.

- Yeah? - Really?

Yeah, little boy.

Just had a baby six months ago.

And Dalby gets away from Freckleton.

Just gets a yard.

Sam Dalby lays it to Mullin, and he--

Cannon to drive it!

Well, he's yet to open his account

for Wrexham and Buchanan.

That had some zip on it. Uh-huh.

Whoo!

Cannon, 25 yards out,

whistled just past the right post.

Is that how you used to do it in high school?

Me? Yeah.

Uh, where are the guys on the bench?

I sometimes would play defense,

and I would just slide into guys and break their legs

- and get red cards. - Perfect. Perfect.

- That's nice. - Yeah.

They asked me to sub in for goalie once, and I cried.

I can't be a goalie.

I would literally shit my pants.

And then that was about it.

Lee takes the free kick quickly.

And now there's a chance for Mullin to cut inside.

Here goes Paul Mullin.

In the end, by his standards, it's a weak shot

and comfortable for Buse.

Come on, Paul.

Of the three games we had left,

that was the easiest on paper.

Not a lot going on in this one so far.

No.

But it was very tense.

You could sense the crowd were very kind of keyed up,

and a lot of groaning, and a lot of stressing.

Anthony Forde, and Forde

galloping forward into space.

Not much support for him,

and that's an excellent challenge.

And it's really difficult for the players

not to pick up on that a little bit.

It goes Elliott Lee.

Chance for Lee to have a run at Staunton.

Elliot Lee brings in Mullin...

Who gets it all wrong.

Paul, what is going-- what is going on?

That's two Paul's missed.

Shaun, what's going on with Paul?

That's two misses.

What?

That's our best player. - Yeah, I know.

He doesn't miss that.

Gets it back from Pollock,

but a little bit short from Pollock,

and a chance for Dalby to pick his pocket.

And suddenly, Wrexham have a lot of space.

With Andy Cannon and Elliot Lee to his left,

Cannon's got time to pick the pass.

Here comes Elliot Lee.

This game is getting annoying.

Third time, I know.

- Just one. - Just one.

Just put one in.

Hey, guys, I'm gonna go to the bathroom right now

so that we can score a goal.

- Okay. - Oh, perfect.

Thank you so much.

Now Wrexham will have to go back to Foster.

Griffiths keeps chasing, and Foster miss,

and there's danger here.

The ball's picked up on the right-hand side

by Oluwabori.

Oh, the pace of Forde.

He's going to make a tackle.

Okay, let's go!

Go Wrexham!

Wrexham, Wrexham!

Forde goes back in the end, to Tozer.

Goes Jamie Jones to Mullin.

Mullin's got Barnett to his right.

He comes back the other way, looking for Forde.

That's in--Forde. That's inside.

Take the shot!

Yeah!

Wrexham get the breakthrough!

Once I hit it, I just--

I just felt like it was hitting the back of the net.

And then I just took off running like a mad man.

- Whoo! - You did it!

You went to the bathroom and did it!

And Anthony Forde, who's had a challenging

time off the field in recent weeks,

responds quite brilliantly on it.

This outpouring of, like, love and affection

for him just made it, like, so, so special.

I mean, it's--that is, I think, probably my favorite

goal of the season.

Wrexham!

Fucking most cathartic fucking thing.

Jesus Christ, dude.

- Ah. - I can't--

Charlie's having a moment.

Welcome to football, buddy!

Welcome to football!

He's crying.

Yeah, 'cause I'm worried about you, man.

Whoo!

♪ Tell everybody I'm back in the game ♪

It's over the keeper.

Whoo!

Wrexham take a 2-goal lead.

I went to the bathroom!

You went to the bathroom. Oh, my God.

Isolated, his low line,

shoots to the far post,

headed back over the keeper.

♪ Fade it all to black ♪

Paul Mullin's leaping header

completes the job for Wrexham.

Wrexham!

Whoo!

And that is it, Wrexham

victorious by 3 goals to 0.

Now, hang on a second, you guys have been doing

a lot of this talking on TV.

But I just want to take a second to say how amazing

this was from an outside standpoint to come in here,

see what you've done with this team

and for this town.

I wept openly. I never fucking cry.

- He cried, Charlie cried. - He does not cry.

I'm very proud of you guys, to Wrexham.

- It was amazing. - And to the boys on the pitch.

- Yes, yes! - And to the people of Wrexham.

One more game. Let's go.

One more game. All right.

Cheers!

It may not always be obvious,

but for all the financial concerns around a club,

and the sponsorship deals, and commercials,

the payoff is ultimately what you see on the pitch.

It's all crystallized in moments like the one

Anthony Forde gave us today versus Yeovil.

Forde is brilliant.

For me, I don't like singling people out,

but today in 90 minutes, having not played

for so long, fucking everything you've been through.

Fordie, you're tremendous. So keen.

You got your goal, mate. You fucking deserved it.

You really did.

When you look at a player like Fordie,

he was a key signing this season for us,

someone we targeted very early.

He and his family have persevered

through so much adversity in the past few months,

and now he's propelled us to within one single win

of winning the League and automatic promotion

out of this division.

Three points away

from winning the promotion

that the entire town

of Wrexham has been craving for 15 long years.

This is why we do it.

Charlie, you want to line up?

No, fuck no. Wait, wait.

Fuck no, Charlie's going to run.

Hold on, boys!

Where are we going?

Oh, wait, wait, wait. Don't pull--

All right, I'll go. Don't pull a hammy.

All right. Go, Charlie, go!

Oh Jesus, I'm not-- I am definitely not--

Fuck that.

No, no, no, no, no, that's--no.

Come on, boy-o!

I'm 47 years old!

Yes!

And that was half speed for you guys, huh?

Charlie, you won!

Dig it out!

- Dig it out, old man. - This is as fast as I can go!

Dig it out! Dig it out!

Yes, Charlie!

Wait a second.

Check their legs.

Very good.

Boys, great game, man.

I gotta go throw up.