Tonight genuinely reminded me of this, with Traore for Mendez-Laing.
From the 35th minute boys against men, powderpuff, physically lightweight and slow Albion players, pacey gifted opponents.
Frighteningly Bloom has created this toothless squad over 9 transfer windows.
Well, they do.
I think Viera’s better too and Gerrard.
A game unmovingly based on Guardiola’s, but with far inferior players gives:
- ManC’s posssession.
- With none of the nice parts.
As salivating opposing managers set traps to mug us. And they are, in a long queue.
This is it.
The commentator touched on it. Be compact in numbers centrally, Brighton CANNOT play through or over the top. Allow Brighton to have the ball out wide.
Simple, job done.
Anfield is the outlier, because Liverpool send 8 players forward even when winning. The rest of the EPL have...
If there’s any booing tonight, he’s going to climb into the crowd to fight the perpetrators.
How ungrateful from them, after this scintillating display from the players.
This club know how to hurt you, on repeat.
Lovely infrastructure, but I just can’t celebrate wildly over steel, glass and concrete.
I got into football for wins, goals and swaying terraces.
The latter’s history, the other two an increasingly distant memory too.
The club keeps signing more and more non-goal scorers. Wherever they play.
So paying a huge price with a desert of a season, up front.
Must be brilliant for every fkn set of opposing CB’s, Coady feeling like VVD tonight.
Possession and no threat = awful football.
They’re taking the piss now with counter attacking, all their forwards suddenly look ultra confident.
Slippy Brighton with the wrong fkn studs on.
When we attack, they shuffle 8 back behind the ball in a micro second.
Plodding dirge.
A question worth asking.
Have Bloom handed Potter shit forwards?
Or does tika taka not work at our level?
The repeated shit touch, lack of finesse, unforced errors tonight from Connelly, Mwepu, Moder has been cringeworthy.
Repeated corners playing into Peter Dinklage, instep touches out for...
Keystone Cops team/squad. It’s the small margins at both ends.
- Seriously, I thought they’d score then. Suddenly fighting like tigers for every corner, 50:50, as we seemed powderpuff boys.
- Comatose defending.
- Striking and corner delivery. We’re absolutely dreadful. Game after game...