Bolton away. What was the score? Lost 4-1
For the second week in succession I spent the duration of Charlton’s game 36,000 feet in the sky, which is probably where dejected Addicks' fans at the Reebok wished they were watching the game from too.
Reading the various reports it is clear that we were pants and the end of the season has well and truly arrived for us. With half of the available players probably looking for a summer move elsewhere, it is of course no concern of their’s to try for a higher placing and therefore more Premiership prize money. Did I hear the word pride? Hmmm.
Mind you if I had seen the team prior to the game, it would have been the one I would have chosen what with the injuries we have except for the exclusion of Kishishev, who in my opinion operates best in a five-man midfield. But, what do I know, except that allowing players to leave on loan or otherwise without replacing them is pure folly.
Of course the manager is only responsible for picking the team and coaching them during the week, once they get on the pitch it is down to them blah, blah….
Alan Curbishley, who once said that “this is my strongest ever squad,”
was left bemoaning it after the game Saturday and once again the only plus point was a Darren Bent goal, from the spot and his 22nd of the season.
I’ve not seen the goals but Thomas Myhre again comes in for some close scrutiny. Goalkeeper’s errors are of course accentuated, and he was enormously responsible for our vast improvement defensively after Christmas but I still maintain that Stephan Andersen is the future No.1 at the club. Is it my memory or were the young Dane’s gaffes less evident and crucial than the Norwegians?
If the England manager’s position was chosen on a round robin results basis between the respective candidates, Mr Curbishley would surely have flunked, a bit like his teams in the North-West of the country, which is frankly now a bit of a joke. Well, at least we can laugh eh?
Reports from those that were there: Addicks Diary
; Times Online
; BBC Sport