pommpey
THE FUTURE ... AS IT USED TO BE
- Banned
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That looked painful and hard work to play. Fuck me it was painful and hard work to watch.
I've seen a few optimistic souls around the bazars spouting stuff which suggests we'll simply drop, have a rest, sign a few players and wipe next year's Championship on our snippet valve with aplomb. The hopefully brief sojourn in the league below will be a festival of us vanquishing oppositions and running outright winners, maybe ... runners up ... or some pessimists even say playoffs.
Hope tonight shines a light on exactly how dismal we have become. Okay, first things first ... a win is a win and we're in the QF. But most of the easy opposition out (and all our three victories in this tournamnet have been against lower league sides who gave more than a good account of themselves to make our victories look somewhat narrower than they were) we're gonna face a PL side next, possibly away. Unless it's Man U, and they play like fucking jellyfish like they did a fortnight ago, we're out of this jambouree, possibly by more goals than we wish for. To struggle to make much of a dent on a mid-Championship Bristol City and rely on VAR to rescue us again is damning evidence of Wilder's gathering incapability to craft a system to do even the basics, press, tackle, pass accurately and most of all, crack the ball effectively on target. Front to back we were as good as matched tonight. They reminded me of us in many phases of play. They looked like they didn't have a system to play to. They were sloppy, naive and unskilled, but fuck me they decided for all that, they were gonna give us a game. Despite having all the possession for long periods, we had four different systems and none of them worked. Some individuals decided fuck this' and played their own game and that shone ... but others look done for their brief period in the blinding lights of the big time because even out of that spotlight, their output is still dismally crap.
At 3-4-3 we couldn't get passing systems together, and that morphed into 5-2-1-2 as they pressed, after our initial failures to build play. We escaped punishment from that early crack on goal thanks to Ampadu and maybe deserved some luck with Lowe's effort which kissed the top of the crossbar. But every other foray ends up nowhere. Pass-pass-pass-backwards-this-way-that-way. When exactly is a good time to make the run and get the shot on target? Oh, 'on target', that one. Over the past few matches we have had some shots, from distance, on target. Almost all have ended up tamely down the keeper's throat or bouncing off the plastic seats. What the fuck is this, from Premier League players? Then it was 3-4-1-2 (and variants) where the midfield (loosely formed and all over the shop) comprised Bogle and Lowe out wide with Fleck and Lunny inside, but again, never imposing. Their central three were winning the battle. We did press on in the second half (despite an early scare) but initially it was fruitless. We were still dicking about blocked in on each flank and even when we did break and threaten, that ball across the box evaded both Sharp and Brewster. It was all huuf and puff but not even the straw house would come down. Finally we get the break and yes, it was a penalty and a red card. I felt a bit ashamed when it was given, to be honest, but relieved when Sharp slammed it in. Then Wilder, in his wisdom, drags Sharp off (is he starting vs WHU?) and sticks Norwood on and we go back to the last fifteen minutes in 5-3-2 and endless, pointless Wilderball. We looked less likely to hang onto the lead versus ten men, to be honest. Norwood, who'd come on for Sharp almost as if Wilder was making a point made the point for him that even against 10 men and a league below, he is fragile as fuck, and gave away the obligatory last minute free kick that had it not been a lofted punt into Ramsdale's arms, could have done the Brighton trick and done us right up the shitter.
Finally, we got the win, only just.
Ramsdale 6/10: Not a lot to do, testimony to BCFCs redundant lone striker. Fucking crap shot stopping that could have gifted them a goal as he pushed a shot out into the field of play once again
Basham 6/10: Better in the second half when in a settled, known formation
Egan 6.5/10: had their big centre forward to deal with and dealt with him well. Stood his ground and put in some decent interventions
Ampadu 7/10: Looks like he's putting the effort in now the management has changed at Stamford Bridge and it being unlikely Chelsea will want anything from him if he's part of a relegated side
Bogle 7.5/10: Growing into the role a lot and to me, more a challenge for Lundstram in right midfield than Baldock as RB/RWB. Some night touches and runs and efforts on goal
Lundstram 5/10: Pretty ineffective and umimpressive in most positions tonight. Garbage shots on goal.
Fleck 4.5/10: Thought he looked back to his 'back injury' self tonight. Game position and perception and ball distribution poor. Looked leaden, again.
Lowe 6/10: Whilst he is not exactly PL standard, he spent much of the scond half on the far touchline with his arm up and no one taking advantage of his position, even Norwood.
McGoldrick 8/10: He seems to be the only player we have who can win a ball, keep it and move with it. Good effort denied by the handball
Sharp 6/10: Usual graft from Billy all for not much, because he was denied service. Well struck penalty.
Brewster 3/10: No more 'poor kid'. I am convinced he is not good enough for adult football. He may have got a hatful last season and we may have spunked a load of cash on him but at the moment he's just chasing possession and never in a position to make any effect whatsoever. I'd like to see the scout who recommended and persuaded Wilder to sign him. Scoring goals in the Championship isn't the whole story. There has to be other aspects - such as what Watkins and Bamford possess, which makes up for what appears to be wholesale naivety and almost childlike petulance.
Norwood 3/10; Outmuscled, clumsy and positionally crap, once again. Zero effect from the bench.
Burke 4/10: Usual 'running around a lot' but you know he's not gonna score
Mousset 8/10: Made an appearance on the bench, but pulled up injured when he stood up to go and get changed at the final whistle. #bladestwitter say he's out for ten weeks with a broken testicle
Wilder 5/10: For getting us to the QF. Loses five marks from ten for doing it so lumpenly and gracelessly.
The commentators discussing the 74-75 team and the lino's gloves spelled out what a slightly embarrassing borefest it was.
Ho Hum. Bring on the fackin' cockney caaaaaaaaaaaahnts.
pommpey
I've seen a few optimistic souls around the bazars spouting stuff which suggests we'll simply drop, have a rest, sign a few players and wipe next year's Championship on our snippet valve with aplomb. The hopefully brief sojourn in the league below will be a festival of us vanquishing oppositions and running outright winners, maybe ... runners up ... or some pessimists even say playoffs.
Hope tonight shines a light on exactly how dismal we have become. Okay, first things first ... a win is a win and we're in the QF. But most of the easy opposition out (and all our three victories in this tournamnet have been against lower league sides who gave more than a good account of themselves to make our victories look somewhat narrower than they were) we're gonna face a PL side next, possibly away. Unless it's Man U, and they play like fucking jellyfish like they did a fortnight ago, we're out of this jambouree, possibly by more goals than we wish for. To struggle to make much of a dent on a mid-Championship Bristol City and rely on VAR to rescue us again is damning evidence of Wilder's gathering incapability to craft a system to do even the basics, press, tackle, pass accurately and most of all, crack the ball effectively on target. Front to back we were as good as matched tonight. They reminded me of us in many phases of play. They looked like they didn't have a system to play to. They were sloppy, naive and unskilled, but fuck me they decided for all that, they were gonna give us a game. Despite having all the possession for long periods, we had four different systems and none of them worked. Some individuals decided fuck this' and played their own game and that shone ... but others look done for their brief period in the blinding lights of the big time because even out of that spotlight, their output is still dismally crap.
At 3-4-3 we couldn't get passing systems together, and that morphed into 5-2-1-2 as they pressed, after our initial failures to build play. We escaped punishment from that early crack on goal thanks to Ampadu and maybe deserved some luck with Lowe's effort which kissed the top of the crossbar. But every other foray ends up nowhere. Pass-pass-pass-backwards-this-way-that-way. When exactly is a good time to make the run and get the shot on target? Oh, 'on target', that one. Over the past few matches we have had some shots, from distance, on target. Almost all have ended up tamely down the keeper's throat or bouncing off the plastic seats. What the fuck is this, from Premier League players? Then it was 3-4-1-2 (and variants) where the midfield (loosely formed and all over the shop) comprised Bogle and Lowe out wide with Fleck and Lunny inside, but again, never imposing. Their central three were winning the battle. We did press on in the second half (despite an early scare) but initially it was fruitless. We were still dicking about blocked in on each flank and even when we did break and threaten, that ball across the box evaded both Sharp and Brewster. It was all huuf and puff but not even the straw house would come down. Finally we get the break and yes, it was a penalty and a red card. I felt a bit ashamed when it was given, to be honest, but relieved when Sharp slammed it in. Then Wilder, in his wisdom, drags Sharp off (is he starting vs WHU?) and sticks Norwood on and we go back to the last fifteen minutes in 5-3-2 and endless, pointless Wilderball. We looked less likely to hang onto the lead versus ten men, to be honest. Norwood, who'd come on for Sharp almost as if Wilder was making a point made the point for him that even against 10 men and a league below, he is fragile as fuck, and gave away the obligatory last minute free kick that had it not been a lofted punt into Ramsdale's arms, could have done the Brighton trick and done us right up the shitter.
Finally, we got the win, only just.
Ramsdale 6/10: Not a lot to do, testimony to BCFCs redundant lone striker. Fucking crap shot stopping that could have gifted them a goal as he pushed a shot out into the field of play once again
Basham 6/10: Better in the second half when in a settled, known formation
Egan 6.5/10: had their big centre forward to deal with and dealt with him well. Stood his ground and put in some decent interventions
Ampadu 7/10: Looks like he's putting the effort in now the management has changed at Stamford Bridge and it being unlikely Chelsea will want anything from him if he's part of a relegated side
Bogle 7.5/10: Growing into the role a lot and to me, more a challenge for Lundstram in right midfield than Baldock as RB/RWB. Some night touches and runs and efforts on goal
Lundstram 5/10: Pretty ineffective and umimpressive in most positions tonight. Garbage shots on goal.
Fleck 4.5/10: Thought he looked back to his 'back injury' self tonight. Game position and perception and ball distribution poor. Looked leaden, again.
Lowe 6/10: Whilst he is not exactly PL standard, he spent much of the scond half on the far touchline with his arm up and no one taking advantage of his position, even Norwood.
McGoldrick 8/10: He seems to be the only player we have who can win a ball, keep it and move with it. Good effort denied by the handball
Sharp 6/10: Usual graft from Billy all for not much, because he was denied service. Well struck penalty.
Brewster 3/10: No more 'poor kid'. I am convinced he is not good enough for adult football. He may have got a hatful last season and we may have spunked a load of cash on him but at the moment he's just chasing possession and never in a position to make any effect whatsoever. I'd like to see the scout who recommended and persuaded Wilder to sign him. Scoring goals in the Championship isn't the whole story. There has to be other aspects - such as what Watkins and Bamford possess, which makes up for what appears to be wholesale naivety and almost childlike petulance.
Norwood 3/10; Outmuscled, clumsy and positionally crap, once again. Zero effect from the bench.
Burke 4/10: Usual 'running around a lot' but you know he's not gonna score
Mousset 8/10: Made an appearance on the bench, but pulled up injured when he stood up to go and get changed at the final whistle. #bladestwitter say he's out for ten weeks with a broken testicle
Wilder 5/10: For getting us to the QF. Loses five marks from ten for doing it so lumpenly and gracelessly.
The commentators discussing the 74-75 team and the lino's gloves spelled out what a slightly embarrassing borefest it was.
Ho Hum. Bring on the fackin' cockney caaaaaaaaaaaahnts.
pommpey
. Totally uncalled for.
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