The Peckham jury have considered their verdict:
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I don’t know where to start. What a way to start (my) season. 79 minutes in and we’re 5-0 down to some 3rd division side who didn’t even have a team 10 years ago. WTF? And the worst thing was, they probably deserved it. Time and time again we couldn’t pass a ball 10 yards to another player, while they passed and moved their way to time and chances in and around our box. I wouldn’t even care, but there were always plenty of men back for us, yet still MK always had a man spare. It was doing my f***ing nut.
Then of course, there were the 3 or 4 abysmal, abysmal individual performances. So I’m almost starting with ‘Despatches’ now.
Brown is absolutely DREADFUL. He is never a right back in a million years. He is to tackling what Julian Clary is to MMA. Can’t or won’t make a tackle. In fact, it took him 91 minutes to put a foot in. (Just like it took Dale Jennings 92 minutes to beat a player). As I’ve read all your missives on earlier games, all of these players merge into one….Berry, Bree, Bailey, Brown…so I’ve no idea what people have made of this player, but to call him a footballer is to call Wiseman world class. Yes, I honestly reckon he’s worse than Scott Wiseman. Bring back a 97 year old Hassell if this is what I’m gonna be served. Or at the very least, get Jean-Yves in the middle and shunt Crainie out wide.
Jennings however (or ‘Dale Mellis’ as some wag on the BBS christened him) must be on a big wage, and the least I expect of the waged is some effort. Was it 7 or 8 times (in the 1st half) he couldn’t be bothered to track back after losing the ball? I wondered (seriously) if it was Wilson’s tactic…get Jennings to save his energy for attacking. Well, if that was the case it didn’t work. And I don’t remember him being quite the fat f*** he is either. Stocky, yes, but he now looks like a barrel (though not as useful, or tasty). I’d stick him on the bench till he can be ar5ed. Whether it’s ‘Mellis Syndrome’, who knows, but (Dale) you’re not too good for us and if you want a career you’d better start putting a shift in.
0-1 MK hit a 25 yarder straight at the keeper, who pops it on a plate for the centre forward.
0-2 Dudgeon completely misses the ball, allowing the winger to cut it back for an on-jogging (note: not ‘onrushing’) player to hit home through the keeper’s hands.
0-3 Brown steadfastly refuses to close down their winger, who lays it back for a teammate to stroll it in while 6 other BFC defenders watch.
0-4 Dudgeon loses it and Digby compounds the error leaving their bloke to run 30 yards unchallenged to stroke the ball in on the near post while the keeper sits down and has a break.
0-5 Nyatanga is turned/moves out of the way to let their bloke clear and his mate knocks it in. Listen, Lewis – at least get in the f***er's way, even if you can’t make the tackle.
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Hourihane smashed home a 25 yarder. Then Hourihane smashed home a 25 yarder. Then Cole had a shot cleared off the line and loads of Barnsley fans started cheering. Oh, it’s a goal. (Turns out the clearance was behind the line). 3-5 and a couple of thousand Reds fans could got all excited. We had 4 mins of injury time to complete the impossible, but despite nearly scoring a 4th, MK saw out the last few minutes comfortably.
*** Cole. Came on, changed the game. Pacey, strong and an eye for goal. Gone in January.
** Hourihane. Sponsors MOTM. Even in a quiet game, apart from his goals he hit the post and made the pass of the match to put Cole clean through. Is he the new Redfearn? Do I have to change my cat's name?
* Digby. Came on as sub and passed the ball to his own players, before the one he didn’t (0-4).
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I understand Bailey is normally central mid, but I’d certainly like to see more of Digby. How can a player good enough for England under 19s NOT be good enough for US? Berry was largely anonymous out wide (him and Jennings kept swapping, about the only time Jennings moved) while Dudgeon made mistakes but threw himself into the tackle, at least. Crainie and Nyatanga were…well…invisible. I never really noticed either have a BAD game, but when you’re 5-0 down, something hasn’t gone right in defence. Meantime, I thought the front 2 (Lita, Hemmings) weren’t too bad, starved of the ball as they were. Certainly, I think Lita would prefer to have the ball played to his feet, rather than a defender’s head.
So, that’s it. The crowd were their normal silent apathetic selves (thank god – who likes change?) while even MK’s 363 gave up, beyond the ‘Easy! Easy!’ chant every time they scored – so about every 5 mins then.
Drink du jour: Touchy subject. Nevermind the Two Ronnies – try the Two Andies. Like the shooting of JFK, this one will remain a mystery – but who WAS to blame for the dropping and breaking of a one litre bottle of vodka before it had even been opened? AND I still had to pay for my share, soaked into the train carpet as it was. (Reedy – calm down, only kidding).
Once back in London, a couple of pints in the Parcel Yard, then Reedy insisted on taking me and Marius to an indie club that stunk of vomit and a heavy metal club wot didn’t. Home at 5:30am and I didn’t even fall asleep on a bus. I couldn’t do this every week, not at my age. (Also, I shouldn’t have to tell my friends to stop pointing at the lesbian couple ‘making out’ in the metal bar!)
Overall then – I’m optimistic. Sounds weird, after such a beating, but all we need is a right back, the rest we already have. Top 8, at least.
Onwards and upwards!
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