BazWainwright
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Watching tonight's game gave me an jarring sense of:
1. Anger and disappointment, but then again, I am a Blades fan, so pretty much used to that
2. We've seen all of this before.
United seen now to have completed the arc of shitness. We've actually returned to what we were some twelve, thirteen, maybe fourteen years ago. Fleetwood showed us that tonight. We might as well have been managed by late-stage Danny Wilson, David Weir, Nigel Clough or Nigel Adkins tonight for the gutless, inept, incompetent performance we put in. Did anyone think that most of our players were former Premier League and on the pitch for a big city club with American backers, playing a coastal village outfit in League Two with a stadium no better than say, Crawley Town or Boston United? Their will to win and not be overrun and our total inability to play football was the story of tonight and it used to happen regularly right through the dismal days of Weir/Clough/Adkins when we were once again stripped of talent by a dolt of an owner who'd sell the club cat for a go on someone's Raleigh Grifter and a rollie.
Think about it, apples for apples now: Is McGuinness any better than Collins? Is Tanganga better than Mceveley? Doherty for Alcock? What about RND for Bob Harris? In the middle of the park, it is difficult to argue Peck, Reidewald or Rothwell are any improvement on M Doyle, Scougall or S Quinn, Out wide or up front maybe you have some comparison with Donovan and Murphy but BBD, Ayew, Bamford, Campbell and Cannon are just carbon copy Porter, Flynn, Kitson, Higdon, Done, Sammon.
It really is that obvious.
What point am I making?
It's this: This is a 'circle of life' moment for the Blades. It works in cycles and this is another downswing. Over the past ten years we have had but two highspots, and several crushing downcomings and tonight showed us up exactly for what we are, a disorganised, demoralised pile of crap with players who are way past their prime and others who are just here for the wage managed by a bloke who simply does not have a single original footballing idea in his head, any more. We cling on desperately because 'he's a Blade' and 'cut him, and he's red and white all the way through' but the truth is (and we know it) that no one in their right mind would come to Bramall Lane given it's propensity for failure and its seemingly dismal magnetism for wankers like the current lot owning the club we love. We have a fantastic stadium and roughly half the city's humans as fans plus a heady ex-pat legion ... and a failing manager plus a squad of fraudsters in football kits we painfully and dutifully follow.
We all knew this was coming. Tonight was the proof.
1. Anger and disappointment, but then again, I am a Blades fan, so pretty much used to that
2. We've seen all of this before.
United seen now to have completed the arc of shitness. We've actually returned to what we were some twelve, thirteen, maybe fourteen years ago. Fleetwood showed us that tonight. We might as well have been managed by late-stage Danny Wilson, David Weir, Nigel Clough or Nigel Adkins tonight for the gutless, inept, incompetent performance we put in. Did anyone think that most of our players were former Premier League and on the pitch for a big city club with American backers, playing a coastal village outfit in League Two with a stadium no better than say, Crawley Town or Boston United? Their will to win and not be overrun and our total inability to play football was the story of tonight and it used to happen regularly right through the dismal days of Weir/Clough/Adkins when we were once again stripped of talent by a dolt of an owner who'd sell the club cat for a go on someone's Raleigh Grifter and a rollie.
Think about it, apples for apples now: Is McGuinness any better than Collins? Is Tanganga better than Mceveley? Doherty for Alcock? What about RND for Bob Harris? In the middle of the park, it is difficult to argue Peck, Reidewald or Rothwell are any improvement on M Doyle, Scougall or S Quinn, Out wide or up front maybe you have some comparison with Donovan and Murphy but BBD, Ayew, Bamford, Campbell and Cannon are just carbon copy Porter, Flynn, Kitson, Higdon, Done, Sammon.
It really is that obvious.
What point am I making?
It's this: This is a 'circle of life' moment for the Blades. It works in cycles and this is another downswing. Over the past ten years we have had but two highspots, and several crushing downcomings and tonight showed us up exactly for what we are, a disorganised, demoralised pile of crap with players who are way past their prime and others who are just here for the wage managed by a bloke who simply does not have a single original footballing idea in his head, any more. We cling on desperately because 'he's a Blade' and 'cut him, and he's red and white all the way through' but the truth is (and we know it) that no one in their right mind would come to Bramall Lane given it's propensity for failure and its seemingly dismal magnetism for wankers like the current lot owning the club we love. We have a fantastic stadium and roughly half the city's humans as fans plus a heady ex-pat legion ... and a failing manager plus a squad of fraudsters in football kits we painfully and dutifully follow.
We all knew this was coming. Tonight was the proof.