During the games it feels like one of those utterly predictable horror movies.
You can see it coming a mile away. The keeper cock up to piss away all our momentum, the hitting posts and off the line stuff when we should be scoring. The not changing anything but giving it to Iggy Pop Redmond (I am the passenger...).
Only thing I got wrong was Newcastle not making it 4-2 at the end.
Next couple of games are early ones here. Might have a lie in instead.
So weird that when I saw the red for Newcastle my immediate response was “oh shit!”.
We don’t have a clue to score against a team that sits back. It’s easy for teams now. Wait for us to gift them an opener and then just sit back. Job done. We’ll either not score or we’ll give you another goal later on.
It’s because he’s such a fucking passenger. Then when he dies have something to do, he fucks it up. Can’t pass, can’t shoot, can’t defend can’t attack, he’s just...there...