Beating ourselves up
Often I wished that I had starting blogging about Charlton earlier. It will be almost 4 years coming up, but think of all the laudable or disastrous events I could have blogged on during the last 30-odd years.
Blogging on Charlton at the moment is proving a bit difficult. I like to write based on personal experiences and opinion. A trip to Bumblefuck, Indiana or a fine 2003 Chateau Guiraud Sauternes is one thing but watching my beloved Addicks in the dark only guided by touching and feeling fellow supporters' mood is something a lot more trickier.
I have actually seen two of our last four performances, which frankly hasn't helped my own mood. My current mind-set wavers from despondent to indifferent and this is because most Addicks I speak to or read appear to have given up and as they're the ones suffering every week, I have to go with it, which is a bit aggravating. But you makes your bed.
However we are after all only two points off the play-off's but I get the impression that while Plymouth, Palarse, Ipswich, Wolves and Burnley fans are all a bit gung-ho, we have our chin on the ground and are beating ourselves up for not running away with the league title.
Truth is, is that we have cocked it up. I would rather us revert to the kind of team we had in the earlier part of the season - a team with youthful exuberance, pace and with players that can make a pass. Pards seems to have morphed us into a very bad Stoke side convincing himself but not me, that we need to fight our way out of this division.
To be honest he could play anyone of his 40-man squad now and it doesn't matter. 6 games left to rescue what has already been a long season and we either get lucky or we hopefully learn some tough lessons, get rid of the losers and build a team around youthful exuberance, pace and with players that can make a pass.
There is plenty of that hanging around the training ground, or in some cases, other team's training grounds but in players such as Moo2kil, Racon, Varney, Sam, Basey, Youga, Arter, Yussuff, Bougherra, Dickson, Wright and next season's captain McCarthy, there is plenty to be hopeful about. Hope. That word again. See how hard it is to be original blogging about Charlton?