You can see the demise of our club, by just looking at the side that beat us in the playoff final.
Brentford have gone from being a good championship side, to playing like a Premiership side, with a manager who might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but has adapted to the Prem admirably.
What has happened to us meanwhile?
We lost a manger, who at the time wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea, with his pragmatic style of football, but certainly knew how to play with the cards he was dealt with, even with these owners,and still achieved 2 playoffs without transfer windows he would have wished for.
The meanwhile for us, is basically, our owners didn’t carry out their due diligence properly, and we ended up with a snake oil salesman, who promises an “Over the rainbow” Philosophy, that involves a “process” that consists of trying to enforce Poundland players to play like Real Madrid.
This will be achieved in the fullness of time, when he’s had a preseason, brought in his own players, and given 2 years to implement it.
Obviously to achieve the Holy Grail of his possession based “Process” football, we would have to buy an imposing, highly technical keeper, who is adroit at passing it out from the back.
It’s easy to blame The Fish for passing it out at all costs, but if that’s what the manager insists on, he has no choice.
Only trouble is he’s not very good at all the other attributes you are supposed to have as a goalkeeper.
So where are we after nearly 2 years of MARTINBALL?
Eight points off relegation, 3 wins out of 20 odd matches, worst defensive stats than anyone, slow walking football, crowds getting lower by the week (17,000 my arse, plus quieter) supporters bored to death with sideways, backwards passing and possession for possession sake.
As you might have guessed I’m one well peed off season ticket holder, who won’t be renewing next season if Russell give me more time Martin hasn’t been sacked
