Lennon has given his press conference an hour after the game, and he has bemoaned bad luck. He clearly still thinks his own performances are up to snuff. He thinks we didn’t deserve that result.
This man has no intention of accepting one iota of personally responsibility for any of this.
He thinks he can defend this.
You know what the scariest thing is about this? It’s clear that he actually believes what he’s saying and that makes me wonder if he fully realises the magnitude of this result, and the total collapse in any remainder of confidence people have in his ability to fix things.
Watching us tonight was like watching a team of total strangers, many of them with talent, but lacking even the most basic organisation.
My old man and I were able to see the dreadful danger we were being posed down the flanks, even before the first half goals where their wide players had acres of space and our narrow defensive line and zonal marking left their players freedom to get shots and headers off almost at will.
Goal number three was a live action repeat of the goals we’ve seen us concede under him time and time again; a quick break when we have only two men at the back, and no side with even halfway decent players is going to pass that up.
Lessons aren’t being learned. We saw another like for like substitution at a goal down, and another when we were two down. Lennon’s decision making is absolutely indefensible and tonight he’s made it clear that he doesn’t think he’s the problem … indeed, to hear him tonight you might not even think he realises that there is a problem.
Like his press conference of yesterday, you get the distinct impression that this is guy who isn’t fully engaged with the reality of all this.
Not for the first time this season, he has blamed the psychology of the team … the team which has swept to 11 trophies out of 11.
“I’ve been in situations like this before as a manager and player,” he said. “There is no reason for me to believe we won’t turn this around.”
I’m afraid that’s magical thinking.
There’s one good reason why we won’t turn it around for starters; him.
To fix a problem you have to acknowledge it and we do the same things time and time and time and time again, testing theories and ideas of his well past the point of destruction.
I’m actually sick listening to him now.
He has nothing illuminating to say any longer.
The only thing I want to hear from him at this point is his “thank you and farewell.”