pommpey
THE FUTURE ... AS IT USED TO BE
- Banned
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Fellow Bladesmen, I'm not going to waste much of your time for once. I've just finished watching the game having had a splendid afternoon with the missus and the 'childcare bubble' we have with our son and daughter in law (fuck the lockdown) I watched every goal go in on my phone and had various texts of despair from by buddy up at Shiregreen and after speaking to him now and sharing our collective thoughts, I think we all can agree that we're over as a Premier League club, maybe for a lot longer than we might hope as well. Today we were utterly outclassed and outpassed by a side so far ahead of us in talent and technical ability it was like one of those cup games we used to play back in the bad old sad old days of Division One where we'd drawn a big club and are hoping we'd win, but fearing how much we'd get utterly trunked in the asshole without rmoveing the underpants by marauding teams stuffed full of terrifying, tanned, tattooed, gifted continental show offs who look like like Gullitt, Ginola and Batistuta
Today's game was just a case of giving Leicester bucketloads of possession, allowing them to pass it round us and having no plan to change that and own the ball. The player these days who has the most amount of timed possession seems to be Ramsdale. Every other fucker can't be arsed much to keep the ball, go past oppositions players (Fleck tried it a few times and was just robbed blind and left on the deck) or they play optimistic balls up to the front two that have fucking no chance of getting to them. And I will say this - today's game under Heckingbottom (what a fucking name that is - be nice to know where it originated from) was cut-and-paste Wilder from start to finish and I don't realistically think we'd have been one goal better under him either. From back to front we were piss weak and ineffective, the back three marginally improved with the return of Basham (clearly still nervous of recurring his hamstring pull) were bombarded with unmanageble situations with Bryan looking like he'd gone to sleep trying to deal with the lighting quick Ienachio and Vardy who were just willing to punish every single flaw in his already badly flawed game. Ampadu still looked wretched and waiting for the ground to swallow him up and dreading Chelsea get a reasonable offer from us next season they are happy with, the two wingbacks are basically now outlying centrebacks and the midfield a trio of fucking traffic cones for the opposition to slalom in and out of or just run through. Up front we manage nothing, as ever, be it through Billy who surely must be looking at retirement or johnny rocketboots, who is in fact just Forest Gump in a pink shirt, isn't he? Then we get the biggest fucking waste of money football has ever seen to come on and trot about for a while and still no efforts on goal while at the other end, Ramsdale watches another few shots whistle past him.
All across the park today you can't get away from the fact that we are a beaten, beatable and above all else finished footballing entity in and around these streets of notoriety, fame and plenty. It's been brief, it was nice for a while but like watching something you love slowly die, it has also been heartbreaking, because not only have we lost our name and dignity, we've lost Wilder and our footballing way ahead too. Don't get me wrong. I am not admonishing him or any of the players for this. They have collective responsibility for this season and today especially. Whatever happens between now and the end of the season with Tindall, Heckingbottom, Knill and the team, we have to be prepared that the first time they emerge from that tunnel at BDTBL next season as a Championship team to the roar of a packed stadium, the expectation is fucking high and they'd best start understanding that early. Whoever we clean out (and I hope it is brutal and unsentimental) and bring in as replacements (and I hope they are good, for a change) they'd best start playing effective, clinical, brutally perfect football and apply themselves leaving everything out on the Desso. They've got away with it this season big style. The only slavver they have had is on social media and they can just ignore that. It's not going to be easy getting cascades of boos coming down from the stands and shouted comments from various seats which they can hear quite clearly.
Ramsdale 6/10: Some good saves, albeit some straight at him (but they need saving, nonetheless). His distribution was shite at times. No chance with any of the goals
Baldock 3/10: All at sea trying to make some effort or effect in an area he was overrun at times. Lucky not to be carded for the dive. Lost the ball badly for the second goal, trying his 'Baldock turn'
Bryan 1/10: Dismal. All over the shop
Ampadu 2/10: It will be all over soon, lad
Basham 3/10: Outpaced but clearly not back at match fitness
Stevens 2/10: Poor, as usual.
Lundstram 1/10: Not even near effective
Norwood 2/10: Ineffective
Fleck 2/10: See above
Sharp 1/10: Nothing happening
Burke 1/10: Same
Mousset 0/10: Just fuck off Lys, eh? Why didn't Heckingbottom put Foderingham on up front instead of this straphanger?
Ndiaye NA: Poor kid
Catch me on Sheff Utd Way midweek, why dontcha?
pommpey
Today's game was just a case of giving Leicester bucketloads of possession, allowing them to pass it round us and having no plan to change that and own the ball. The player these days who has the most amount of timed possession seems to be Ramsdale. Every other fucker can't be arsed much to keep the ball, go past oppositions players (Fleck tried it a few times and was just robbed blind and left on the deck) or they play optimistic balls up to the front two that have fucking no chance of getting to them. And I will say this - today's game under Heckingbottom (what a fucking name that is - be nice to know where it originated from) was cut-and-paste Wilder from start to finish and I don't realistically think we'd have been one goal better under him either. From back to front we were piss weak and ineffective, the back three marginally improved with the return of Basham (clearly still nervous of recurring his hamstring pull) were bombarded with unmanageble situations with Bryan looking like he'd gone to sleep trying to deal with the lighting quick Ienachio and Vardy who were just willing to punish every single flaw in his already badly flawed game. Ampadu still looked wretched and waiting for the ground to swallow him up and dreading Chelsea get a reasonable offer from us next season they are happy with, the two wingbacks are basically now outlying centrebacks and the midfield a trio of fucking traffic cones for the opposition to slalom in and out of or just run through. Up front we manage nothing, as ever, be it through Billy who surely must be looking at retirement or johnny rocketboots, who is in fact just Forest Gump in a pink shirt, isn't he? Then we get the biggest fucking waste of money football has ever seen to come on and trot about for a while and still no efforts on goal while at the other end, Ramsdale watches another few shots whistle past him.
All across the park today you can't get away from the fact that we are a beaten, beatable and above all else finished footballing entity in and around these streets of notoriety, fame and plenty. It's been brief, it was nice for a while but like watching something you love slowly die, it has also been heartbreaking, because not only have we lost our name and dignity, we've lost Wilder and our footballing way ahead too. Don't get me wrong. I am not admonishing him or any of the players for this. They have collective responsibility for this season and today especially. Whatever happens between now and the end of the season with Tindall, Heckingbottom, Knill and the team, we have to be prepared that the first time they emerge from that tunnel at BDTBL next season as a Championship team to the roar of a packed stadium, the expectation is fucking high and they'd best start understanding that early. Whoever we clean out (and I hope it is brutal and unsentimental) and bring in as replacements (and I hope they are good, for a change) they'd best start playing effective, clinical, brutally perfect football and apply themselves leaving everything out on the Desso. They've got away with it this season big style. The only slavver they have had is on social media and they can just ignore that. It's not going to be easy getting cascades of boos coming down from the stands and shouted comments from various seats which they can hear quite clearly.
Ramsdale 6/10: Some good saves, albeit some straight at him (but they need saving, nonetheless). His distribution was shite at times. No chance with any of the goals
Baldock 3/10: All at sea trying to make some effort or effect in an area he was overrun at times. Lucky not to be carded for the dive. Lost the ball badly for the second goal, trying his 'Baldock turn'
Bryan 1/10: Dismal. All over the shop
Ampadu 2/10: It will be all over soon, lad
Basham 3/10: Outpaced but clearly not back at match fitness
Stevens 2/10: Poor, as usual.
Lundstram 1/10: Not even near effective
Norwood 2/10: Ineffective
Fleck 2/10: See above
Sharp 1/10: Nothing happening
Burke 1/10: Same
Mousset 0/10: Just fuck off Lys, eh? Why didn't Heckingbottom put Foderingham on up front instead of this straphanger?
Ndiaye NA: Poor kid
Catch me on Sheff Utd Way midweek, why dontcha?
pommpey
