Posted on Sunday, 28th October 2012 by lordofthewing
It’s the day after the forgettable day before.
The winter has been heralded in. An extra hour in bed? Most will be like up. Just up an hour earlier and looking forward to going to bed before the X-Factor result program.
While yesterdays blog was harsh I fully believe it was fair. While our managers attempted to deflect the blame from the real villains was admirable it was misplaced and only fools will take that ‘it was his fault’ as gospel.
People you love let you down all the time. You fall out with them but in the end you forgive. You say things in the heat of the argument that are relevant to that period in time. I’m at the not talking to stage. I’m getting over the extreme disappointment they have caused me. I’m disappointed in them because I care. Care probably too much for a grown man with a family and mortgage.
I’m sure over his morning coffee in some Spanish cafe Bernd Schuster found out that Lennon had called him a ‘failed coach’. That is not an attack destined only to inflict a paper cut. That is a bludgeoning to death. Calling a coach a failure while mention Alex Ferguson, Martin O’Neill & Gordon Strachan as confidants wins this dick swinging contest hands down.
Paco Jemez the coach of Spanish bottom feeders Rayo Vallocano took time out from managing his team to 5 defeats in the last 6 games to say: “I could use the same approach as Celtic, but personally I would be too ashamed to look fans in the eye. We would also get torn to pieces on the pitch.”
This must have been before the video below. I can safely put money on our manager being in his current job far longer than this no mark who should just shut his big mouth and concentrate on his own limpdick of a team. I hope La Liga B bites you on the ar$e very soon and a bar job at a Salou all inclusive is available next summer.
Have a good Sunday.