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Originally Posted by Redraine
I have no words tonight after witnessing that. Just a deep sadness.
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Redraine We know exactly what you mean and are comforting each other with the remnants of the Baileys infused coffee we bring to keep us warm. But I have to refer to 'the love that dare not speak its name'.
What on earth were Jeffers or Beattie doing out there?
What have we become? 80s band Altered Images first single was the fantastic if forgotten non-hit 'Dead Pop Stars' featuring the unforgettable first line 'Dead Popstars rotting in the studio.....'(the second line is even more prescient but not relevant here-Im sure itll be on You Face or whatever its called.)I dont want the Crown Ground or whatever I'm meant to call it now to become 'the studio'....It also brings to mind Viz comic's Fulchester United's flirtations with lower league oblivion in 'Billy the Fish' and the necessity to add to the Red Fox/Johnny X partnership with 'glitz for the sake of glitz' signings of the calibre of Shakin'Stevens and Mick Hucknall out of Simply Red..............
How many times did Jeffers touch the ball? Who are those flick-ons from Beattie meant for? How many shots from outside the box? Why will nobody take responsibility on the pitch? Where is the hunger? The urgency? Why does it take twenty seconds for us to take a throw-in? Every match- not just tonight.? Why is there absolutely no resilience when we concede? I backed Leam's appointment to the hilt but I do not understand the use of people like Beattie and Jeffers. I feel so, so sorry for real triers like Boco who is professional in every match. Why are players of skill and guile like Molyneux used as 'impact players'? When will Lindfield, and Bavs people who give their all for the reds be back?
I cheerfully admit to knowing little about football. But I do feel qualified to make other observations.
The lack of desire was terrifying. I was sat near to the dugout. I am fascinated by non-verbal communication- its a good job watching Leam and Lodgey and Stephenson because there's precious little in the way of words, or expressed passion. Lodgey'll come on and bark something at Dean winnard. Leam will wave a finger in the air and repeatedly point. And the NVC on the pitch tells its own story.
This is what needs to change-whoever is responsible for it. That is what will send us down, not dodgy officials or towering centre halves.
Pay some money for a decent motivational psychologist. And get somerbody/anybody to face some home truths about our ex-England internationals - Carver, Podge (when fit)Moly, they at least would show some passion. There was none tonight
That's my seventeen quids sorry tuppenceworth