A fantastic blog will go unread. It spoke of last minute comebacks, Manchester United, a lament on our inability to close out games after good starts, Der Klassieker,  a joke about Kevin Muscat and so much more. I am here to assure you, kind reader, that it was really rather good.

Instead I’ll start again and this time with a different kind of sadness. What do you say when your coach resigns after just six weeks into the season with the team just three points outside the top four? Do you apportion blame? Speculate on whether he jumped or was pushed? Discuss his legacy? Or his successor?

In all Ian Crook is a good bloke. I’ve had the pleasure of meeting him earlier this year and he struck me as a genuine, genial football man. During our chat he was happy to reminisce about playing for Norwich City, nearly chipping Mark Bosnich from the halfway line in the EPL many moons ago, and his time at Northern Spirit; and was just as willing to indulge me in my thoughts on the game. His contribution to the club and football in this country remains significant and I hope history does not judge him harshly.

On which note I would like to send some boos the way of the idiots who chose to abuse him on Saturday night. The stupidity of some people knows no bounds – no coach wants to substitute players who are performing well unless there are medical reasons for doing so.

Professional coaching is a demanding, stressful job. Some very good coaches prefer youth or assistant roles in order to avoid the pressures that come with high profile management positions. Dealing with the media, big personalities and demanding fans can be tough and not all are cut out for it. Perhaps Crooky is one such person. I guess his failure to put his hand up while the club hunted for Graham Arnold with little success suggests that he never believed he belongs in that kind of company in the first place. And that’s before Del Piero’s signing thrust him into the kind of limelight he neither sought nor was prepared for.

Does that explain the team’s ordinary start to the season? The coach lacking belief passing these qualities to his players? Well that’s psycho-babble of course. Ours is a squad replete with title winners and performers on a higher stage, both here and abroad – Del Piero, Emerton, Bosschaart, Griffiths, Culina, Yau, McFlynn and Reid do not need a manager to teach them self-belief, they have it themselves in bucketloads.

To find the real reasons for posting just two wins in six games we needn't look far – a half-injured Del Piero, Bosschaart coming back from a serious injury, Culina not having taken the field at all yet, Emerton a failed experiment at rightback the first two games of the season, Antonis in and out of the side due to international commitments, injuries to other key players such as Fabio, Chianese and Griffiths, and Reid still finding his feet and fitness after a working holiday in Thailand. It is a squad that is neither fit nor yet gelled as a unit that moves and thinks as one. And the arrival of Del Piero, absolutely welcome as it was, did mean a total change in the system the players prepared for in pre-season.

I believe we have the quality to challenge for the title. And as our best players get back on the park and get some games under their belt the team will start performing to its potential. But if Ian Crook is unable to deal with the pressures that come with being the coach of Sydney FC then his decision is the right one, and I for one thank him and wish him well.

Steve Corica takes over, for now at least. A serious, intense and private man who, like Mr Ed, only speaks when he has something to say, he will have the boys fired up on Friday night. And in Gary Cole, Spider, Craig Duncan and Stan Ivancic he has all the support he needs to babysit the role with some success.

As to who Crook’s eventual replacement will be is anyone’s guess. Ernie Merrick is free and available and the equation makes sense, completing a Moore Park Melbournian troika with Cole and Tony Pignata. And he knows the A-League, is familiar with many of the players in the Sydney squad, and is a proven winner. But is he “too Melbourne Victory”? Only time will tell.

What I do know is that a club is only as good as its support. All of us - members and non-members, Cove and otherwise - must stand united with the club in a difficult time.

The song we love to sing is I Will Stand In Moore Park Till The Day I Die. Let's show the club we mean it and blue skies will follow.