pommpey
THE FUTURE ... AS IT USED TO BE
- Banned
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It's all over then, as if it wasn't last November. Fucking dismal, pointless and shitty performance with clueless strategy against a Wolves side looking frail and error prone across the pitch. The difference in them from the third minute of this season when they burst forward, skipped over Lundstram's gash tackle and put the ball in the kop end past Ramsdale was there to be seen. This wasn't that Wolves and we again failed to fucking beat them.
Not that it mattered. Everything Wilder failed to do to put things right was out there on the pitch tonight, as if by parting arrangement with Heckingbottom just to make a point. The same old beatable 5-3-2 with our LWB Osborn in the Duffy role with the better Number 10 up front with the utter flop that is Rhian Brewster. It was obvious how things were to emerge. We'd huff and we'd puff and the big bad wolves would eventually blow our house down.
First half was an utter borefest. The only talking point was the ref's total abrogation of responsibility in yellowing Brewster for having his ankle stamped on. I hope somewhere in the FA or PL they are looking at that and marking the ref down but why should they? It's only Sheffield United, isn't it? Who gives a fat fuck? They're relegated now. I mean, at the start of this slow, sad slip into shitness, no one gave a fuck that goal line technology had failed us so badly (and Watford, as it stands) and that last season VAR was pretty shite in our favour anyway.
The commentators made big in the second half about us being at Wolves and yeah, we did at least 'try' but the effort was pisspoor. All fucking game we ran into blind alleys. Mostly down in the wing channels trying to play fucking Wilderball and doing the usual knock it across the back with Norwood ignoring his brief to play RCM and playing pivot showing off clipping the ball across the pitch for the sum total of fuck all. The only noteworthy player was Osborn, not because of what he did, but because he charged about at least trying to make some sort of cause/effect process.
Anyway, for what it's worth
Ramsdale 6/10: Couple of decent saves. A couple of shit clearances.
Baldock 5/10: Slowly losing his mojo
Ampadu 6/10: Tried to get forward and make an impact from wide allowing Baldock more room
Egan 6/10: Did what he could, but was left exposed by Bryan's naivety at times
Bryan 4/10: Weak link in the back three
Stevens 3/10: Usual sub-par outing. Garbage attempt on goal
Norwood 3/10: Poor outing with no real effect apart from a fortuitous clearance off the line and a sitter straight at their keeper. Sweet feet my fucking shitlocker
Fleck 2/10: Really anonymous
McGoldrick 4/10: Loads of effort but no effect
Brewster 1/10: Poor kid
Burke 2/10: Aimless, clueless and pointless
Mousset 0/10: Yeah, I mean it. Fucking crap
Bogle 3/10: Not enough time to get involved
Rest of season:
Start planning now to get shut of the luggage Heckingbottom. We have too many straphangers and people no way good enough for next season, never mind a campaign to return to the top flight. We need to de-Wilderise the club now and start looking at a completely different Sheffield United starting in August. We are done now, the issue is sorted. Get the kids out there and sit the passengers down and gt their bags packed ready for the new manager.
pommpey
Not that it mattered. Everything Wilder failed to do to put things right was out there on the pitch tonight, as if by parting arrangement with Heckingbottom just to make a point. The same old beatable 5-3-2 with our LWB Osborn in the Duffy role with the better Number 10 up front with the utter flop that is Rhian Brewster. It was obvious how things were to emerge. We'd huff and we'd puff and the big bad wolves would eventually blow our house down.
First half was an utter borefest. The only talking point was the ref's total abrogation of responsibility in yellowing Brewster for having his ankle stamped on. I hope somewhere in the FA or PL they are looking at that and marking the ref down but why should they? It's only Sheffield United, isn't it? Who gives a fat fuck? They're relegated now. I mean, at the start of this slow, sad slip into shitness, no one gave a fuck that goal line technology had failed us so badly (and Watford, as it stands) and that last season VAR was pretty shite in our favour anyway.
The commentators made big in the second half about us being at Wolves and yeah, we did at least 'try' but the effort was pisspoor. All fucking game we ran into blind alleys. Mostly down in the wing channels trying to play fucking Wilderball and doing the usual knock it across the back with Norwood ignoring his brief to play RCM and playing pivot showing off clipping the ball across the pitch for the sum total of fuck all. The only noteworthy player was Osborn, not because of what he did, but because he charged about at least trying to make some sort of cause/effect process.
Anyway, for what it's worth
Ramsdale 6/10: Couple of decent saves. A couple of shit clearances.
Baldock 5/10: Slowly losing his mojo
Ampadu 6/10: Tried to get forward and make an impact from wide allowing Baldock more room
Egan 6/10: Did what he could, but was left exposed by Bryan's naivety at times
Bryan 4/10: Weak link in the back three
Stevens 3/10: Usual sub-par outing. Garbage attempt on goal
Norwood 3/10: Poor outing with no real effect apart from a fortuitous clearance off the line and a sitter straight at their keeper. Sweet feet my fucking shitlocker
Fleck 2/10: Really anonymous
McGoldrick 4/10: Loads of effort but no effect
Brewster 1/10: Poor kid
Burke 2/10: Aimless, clueless and pointless
Mousset 0/10: Yeah, I mean it. Fucking crap
Bogle 3/10: Not enough time to get involved
Rest of season:
Start planning now to get shut of the luggage Heckingbottom. We have too many straphangers and people no way good enough for next season, never mind a campaign to return to the top flight. We need to de-Wilderise the club now and start looking at a completely different Sheffield United starting in August. We are done now, the issue is sorted. Get the kids out there and sit the passengers down and gt their bags packed ready for the new manager.
pommpey
