What A Bloody Mess.
Abject. Awful. Pitiful. Tragic.
Just a few of the words that posters used last night to describe our performance over the two legged tie against Danish giants Midtjylland. Out of Europe without winning a game,or back before the postcards as the old gag goes.
We actually started out well enough in both legs,but as the midfield fell away-and our forwards line was woefully inept-so the pressure on the defence became unbearable. What you see is what you get,and we got what we deserved. That is,we got embarrassed.
We’ve harped on for a while on here about the size of the rebuild required,and last night exposed that painfully to the last few who would still deny it. Quite frankly,when Anthony Ralston and two teenage centre backs are probably your best players,then you have big problems.
When you have an international striker coming on as a late substitute and he can’t even get up to the pace of a clearly disinterested Edouard,then you have big problems. And when your midfield are having trouble stringing two passes together,then again you have big problems.
We have got problems all over the pitch,problems with quality and quantity,problems with attitude,so many problems that AP probably doesn’t know where to start.
I know I don’t!
But as the old saying goes,I wouldn’t start from here!!!
It’s Tynecastle at the weekend and the huns before the end of the transfer window. Hell knows where we will be by then,what shape we will be in,or even who will be in our squad. I’m not much given to misplaced optimism-you may have noticed!-but I’ve rarely been as pessimistic as I am currently.
As you know,I’m not blaming AP or Dom for this,we know they have a huge task ahead. Last night,it probably got bigger for them-because based on that,which player in their right mind would want to join us?
What a bloody mess,and all so easily avoidable.
Above article by BMCUWP