My take ...

[247Blade]

Good for 30 mins and shit for the next hour boy did that score line flatter us
It’s bizarre .. I don’t think think in all truthfulness we’ve played well for 90 mins since returning from the WC break but we’re 11 points clear of our nearest rivals ? If we play like that we will come unstuck against teams with more quality ,
Ndiaye best player on the pitch by a country mile & has worryingly gone off with a knee injury ... if we lose Illy were are fucked with a capital F ...Bogle also up there on yesterday’s performance.
I know I keep banging on about it but for fucks sake we definitely need someone up top who can hold the ball up , when McBurnies playing were a different team ...we shouldn’t be relying on a 36 year old if we really want to secure promotion .. but don’t think it’s gonna happen with the takeover

Oh to have some dosh
.. the saga continues

 

[Espania blade]

I’m a Berge fan

That was a total embarrassment of a non performance today - hang your head in shame young man

Offered nothing - looked like a spoilt kid who didn’t want to be there - others who have a fraction of his supposed skill and presence at least put their foot in , don’t hide and give it a go even if it’s not going well for them . This guy was a total liability .

He actually makes us worse as others have to compensate for his banal ness . He sucks the energy from the team and is becoming a total liability.

He’s not at the down tools level of Lundstram yet but by god he’s running him close .

Don’t get him anymore , utterly a waste of space .

If anyone can even try to justify his performance anymore then there’s something wrong with their brain

And fkin Norwood and JLT have had to endure the stick they have had whilst this non event goes awol time after time

Drop him - rather have Bash , Bogle , Osborne , Doyle , Baldock in his position any day

Said this on another thread but maybe he is on his way and been told not to get injured ? - aka Lunn'y before going to Rangers

 

[pommpey]

We were already on page two so wasn't clear which post you were referring to.

I get it now that Pommpey mentioned he'd played against players like Ndiaye...

I had a game in a Sunday League match in the 80s against a semi pro left winger. I was obvs right back in a back four and it was my job to close him down. He fucking skinned me on three minutes leaving me scrauming about in the mud and then did me soon after with two or three stepovers and I shook the dice on the wrong option. He was fast as fuck too and then just before half time just latched onto a pass which he dummied past me and leaped my lunge and was on goal and clipped it over the advancing keeper running off to celebrate as the ball was in mid air and hadn't crossed the goal line. In 45 minutes I never got near the cunt and every time I got the ball out of defence, like NDaiye, he was on me like a fucking alligator. At half time I bellyached to the coach and he said 'just back off him' but that gave him time to set me up (but at least I could set off to block or chase him - not that it did much difference becasue he was just so fucking fast and skiled). I hauled him down for a free kick later on (which they hit the post with) and about seventy in I caught him with a tackle that would have had me walking these days but I got a yellow (their players and manager were not pleased) ... BOOM. He still went past me again and in the last minutes I fouled him and got a 'final warning' but fuck me was I glad that game was over. The centre forward too had obviously played a bit and beat our two centrebacks like ginger stepkids. We lost 5-1. I thought about just giving up after that, that winger had such an effect on me.

pommpey

 

[United Aren't Back.]

But if that's the way the team is constructed, isn't that a good thing that it's working? Argentina won a WC having a team structure to allow Messi to do the same thing.

Definitely a good thing and anyone who derides Heckingbottom ought to stop, he is, overall, doing an outstanding job.

 

[Champagneblade]

I had a game in a Sunday League match in the 80s against a semi pro left winger. I was obvs right back in a back four and it was my job to close him down. He fucking skinned me on three minutes leaving me scrauming about in the mud and then did me soon after with two or three stepovers and I shook the dice on the wrong option. He was fast as fuck too and then just before half time just latched onto a pass which he dummied past me and leaped my lunge and was on goal and clipped it over the advancing keeper running off to celebrate as the ball was in mid air and hadn't crossed the goal line. In 45 minutes I never got near the cunt and every time I got the ball out of defence, like NDaiye, he was on me like a fucking alligator. At half time I bellyached to the coach and he said 'just back off him' but that gave him time to set me up (but at least I could set off to block or chase him - not that it did much difference becasue he was just so fucking fast and skiled). I hauled him down for a free kick later on (which they hit the post with) and about seventy in I caught him with a tackle that would have had me walking these days but I got a yellow (their players and manager were not pleased) ... BOOM. He still went past me again and in the last minutes I fouled him and got a 'final warning' but fuck me was I glad that game was over. The centre forward too had obviously played a bit and beat our two centrebacks like ginger stepkids. We lost 5-1. I thought about just giving up after that, that winger had such an effect on me.

pommpey

Sounds like you had an absolute stinker! Surely the most notable is that the manager kept you on the whole time

I used to manage a team here in Singapore and we had a former S League player from Africa that worked with us, Mahmood his name was. The S League is dreadful, but it's all relative isn't it? Anyway, the tactics were very much akin to the Pele chalkboard scene in Escape to Victory. He could go around people as if they weren't there but sometimes he just shot from 40 yards through the keeper. It was a total mismatch whenever he played. He used to sub himself off when he'd done too much damage to the opposition.

This was a work related team and unfortunately it became apparent work-wise that his MBA must have been downloaded off Google. He started as a potential manager and ended up helping the work placement students. So much to the chagrin of the football team, my mate sacked him.

For about three months instead of hello, most folks greeted him with "I can't believe you sacked Mahmood! Wanker!"

Our form dropped off a bit, though it did mean our tactics evolved slightly to involve all XI players rather than the previous 'just get it to Mahmood'.

Fun when a ringer is on your side. Not so much when they are on the opposition's!

 

[MagnifiqueShorehamStreet]

I had a game in a Sunday League match in the 80s against a semi pro left winger. I was obvs right back in a back four and it was my job to close him down. He fucking skinned me on three minutes leaving me scrauming about in the mud and then did me soon after with two or three stepovers and I shook the dice on the wrong option. He was fast as fuck too and then just before half time just latched onto a pass which he dummied past me and leaped my lunge and was on goal and clipped it over the advancing keeper running off to celebrate as the ball was in mid air and hadn't crossed the goal line. In 45 minutes I never got near the cunt and every time I got the ball out of defence, like NDaiye, he was on me like a fucking alligator. At half time I bellyached to the coach and he said 'just back off him' but that gave him time to set me up (but at least I could set off to block or chase him - not that it did much difference becasue he was just so fucking fast and skiled). I hauled him down for a free kick later on (which they hit the post with) and about seventy in I caught him with a tackle that would have had me walking these days but I got a yellow (their players and manager were not pleased) ... BOOM. He still went past me again and in the last minutes I fouled him and got a 'final warning' but fuck me was I glad that game was over. The centre forward too had obviously played a bit and beat our two centrebacks like ginger stepkids. We lost 5-1. I thought about just giving up after that, that winger had such an effect on me.

pommpey

So that’s where you get your football knowledge from.
It all makes sense now.

 

[Bell4]

I had a game in a Sunday League match in the 80s against a semi pro left winger. I was obvs right back in a back four and it was my job to close him down. He fucking skinned me on three minutes leaving me scrauming about in the mud and then did me soon after with two or three stepovers and I shook the dice on the wrong option. He was fast as fuck too and then just before half time just latched onto a pass which he dummied past me and leaped my lunge and was on goal and clipped it over the advancing keeper running off to celebrate as the ball was in mid air and hadn't crossed the goal line. In 45 minutes I never got near the cunt and every time I got the ball out of defence, like NDaiye, he was on me like a fucking alligator. At half time I bellyached to the coach and he said 'just back off him' but that gave him time to set me up (but at least I could set off to block or chase him - not that it did much difference becasue he was just so fucking fast and skiled). I hauled him down for a free kick later on (which they hit the post with) and about seventy in I caught him with a tackle that would have had me walking these days but I got a yellow (their players and manager were not pleased) ... BOOM. He still went past me again and in the last minutes I fouled him and got a 'final warning' but fuck me was I glad that game was over. The centre forward too had obviously played a bit and beat our two centrebacks like ginger stepkids. We lost 5-1. I thought about just giving up after that, that winger had such an effect on me.

pommpey

Remember the day well

That foul on me was indeed a bit naughty but I dont hold grudges

 

[pommpey]

So that’s where you get your football knowledge from.
It all makes sense now.

Dunno about knowledge. That game taught me a fucking lesson. It also illustrated what 'pace' meant in big handfuls. I think he ended up playing semi-pro for a Southern League side and was clearly a ringer, as was their CF who played his game like Duncan Ferguson. He got two of their goals, both headers where he climbed and jackknifed his body and neck to hit the ball so hard it just flew past the keeper. Ruud Gullitt used to head the ball in a similar way.

pommpey

 

[pommpey]

Sounds like you had an absolute stinker! Surely the most notable is that the manager kept you on the whole time

We only had eleven turn up!

Our goalkeeper was older than Billy!

pommpey