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So you basically don't (or don't yet) rate any of our midfield/wingers (apart from the absentee Chair) - even though we're on the cusp of the playoffs, and Dembele, Smyth and Siato have all been scoring and making goals for fun of late. Glad you're not in our dressing room right now.
If you're right about Bennie, he needs to start turning the myth into something real. He's still young (20 next birthday), but has been with us for 18 months (12 apps no goals), and either he's up to the Champ or he's not. Morgan is a very similar age, but already has 40 apps and a couple of goals under his belt. Let's hope he can.
These arm-Chair critics Wheel out the same Easy objections concerning Ili's limitations, when it's quite clear his Electric spirit, High workrate, and indisposition to hit the Deck get the whole ground Rocking.
Away day after a good win vs relegation battlers, Boxing Day, and a sold-out away allocation. We've been here before, haven't we people? To coin a phrase, what could possibly go wrong?
Over-generalised/pessimistic, even in this day and age. Sunderland, last time I checked, are 6th in the Prem. Of their playoff-winning 11, all bar Bellingham are still part of their first team squad.
A salutary lesson in the converse direction is us (x 2): When we went up (both times) and brought in the likes of supposed Prem quality of Bosingwa, Fabio, Ji-Sung and Jenas over the heads of the likes of Derry, Hill et al, it damn nearly relegated us the first time before our owners cleverly accomplished it the second. We'd have been better off retaining the nucleus of the first side and could hardly have done worse! Sure, you need quality at the top, but you also need togetherness, spirit, and knowhow. Oh, and respect.
Yet more evidence (if any is needed) that there is no necessary correlation between budgets and performances. On paper, Leicester should be wiping the floor with us, but if anything Stephan's pore-match comments suggest he over-estimated them. We should expect to compete with everyone in this ropey league. Now we need to go and do it.
He doesn't look that happy in the job, does he? By contrast, he says he was 'very happy for two seasons' with us and is glad for us that we're doing well - politic or authentic, who can say? Says he thinks we're doing well under Julien and it will be a tough game at LR. Hasn't thought much about the reception he'll get. Refuses to comment on circumstances around leaving QPR and whether he paid his own release clause - just because it's football and the universe will obviously explode if he spills the beans.
I anticipate a 1-1, and on this occasion (Leicester being my 2nd team) I'll take it.
Football is corrupt, and we were cheated, end of. Spurs looked virtually ashamed to be picking up the trophy. If I'd have been captain, I'd have handed it back.
Always a bizarre idea - the generalised love of a far too big city like London!
I mean, I love Highgate, the ICA, and Shepherds Bush, obviously. But to extend that, say, to Tottenham Hale, the Euston Road, and Regent Street - well, that way madness lies.
Your 2nd para implies our playing 'style' under Marti might have had at least as much to do with the manager as the squad.
Meanwhile, some of our performances of late (the ones I'm hanging my magic hat on as a fan at least) are raising my aspirations/expectations for the Leicester game if Julie's recent words about having 'ambition' are not to sound like hot air.
On a professional point of pride surrounding Romance language patronymics, our ex-manager's name was actually DE Canio (older, Latinate form) - not to be confused with DI Canio (modern Italian vernacular, as in the brilliant fascist lunatic who used to play for West Ham). They're distinct surnames, not interchangeable particles.
Marti steered us away from relegation drama once, then mired us in back in it, before digging us out a second time. The football was sometimes exciting, sometimes turgid. In the ultimately opaque 'did he fall (on his sword) or was he pushed' saga surrounding his decidedly messy departure, I sit resolutely on the fence. All in all, therefore, my level of equivocation toward him is roughly similar to the nightporter's discussion of drink in Macbeth. (Not sure how to manifest this as a punter. Maybe dutiful applause while shaking my head?)
Notwithstanding his squeamish performance at his unveiling alongside Nourry, I don't find Julie 'quirky' - if anything, I find him mostly cliched and witless - but then I dislike/distrust all managers, allegedly. I suppose if it's wit you want, you go to Oscar Wilde.
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