A new season of Welcome to Wrexham is upon us, which means another avalanche of media coverage for this critically under-publicised football club is well under way. The second Guardian piece on this popular series to see the light of day in 24 hours since the broadcast of the latest episode chronicling the stewardship of Wrexham by a pair of charismatic do-gooders, this column is almost certain to prompt plenty of entirely unjustified eye‑rolling from supporters of other teams who keep on plugging away in the Football League’s lower reaches, outside the spotlight cast almost exclusively on a small city in north Wales.
We would love this column to be different. We would delight in promising you endless amounts of cynicism, schadenfreude and snark. But unlike other football fans born with breeze blocks swinging where their hearts should be, we still find ourselves too enthused by the project being undertaken by Rob McElhenney and Ryan Reynolds to wish them anything but well.
