Trying to be positive for a minute
After the game last night, I wrote the couple of lines below
, left the office, jumped on the ferry and went home. My understanding other half asked me how we got on. I said: "Oh, we didn't play, it got postponed."
She looked at me strangely and said something about the weather being nice in London at the moment.
I didn't want to think about it. I made my dinner, why she checked the weather channel and then I cited a touch of man flu and went to bed and for once happily dreamt of work. I woke this morning in a better place, it was the next day after all and I was in bed. I don't want to think about it, yer Pards, yer Sheiks, yer misery.
But then because I'm an idiot, I, this morning read the reports on the blogs. Bloody hell, I've either got to jump out of the window or write this:
Wasn't the first 25 minutes encouraging? I listened to the game on Radio Bristol, and the two biased farmers on there were exceptionally complimentary about the way we were moving the ball about and creating chances. Barasso, Brasso, Basso, whatever his name is, was having a stormer and I was willing them on in front of my computer.
Pardew (for once) seemed to set them up from the beginning in an encouraging format. My favourite Moots was back (and by all accounts played well - watch him get dropped Saturday), Cranie moved to play where he should be, we had two central midfielders in central midfield, two wide men, Ambrose supposedly in his most productive position, Varney wide as many have called for and a lone striker who can actually play the role. It was a decent team with a decent bench and we got a very promising first 25 minutes, but
then they scored.
Ok, forget about them scoring, and forget about them scoring the 2nd goal too. Forget he took Gray off, and then changed the formation. That first 25 minutes was good wasn't it? It sounded good and I could even hear some cheering!
Our problem, alright one of our problems, I think is that we have not got a goalscorer, although that could be rough injustice on Dickson, Fleetwood and Todorov to be fair. But we created 22 chances, hit the post and had nine corners. That's good isn't it? So where is it going wrong. Are we really this bad? And I have my own views on this, but why can't Pardew motivate the players, nearly all of whom he has signed on good money?