Our Worst Ever Keeper was signed by our Worst Ever Manager.
No sooner had the players reported back for
pre-season then the Liebherr Cup was among us featuring Saints, Arsenal Under
11s, Anderlecht and the Olympic torch. I’m
sure it was lovely but as I mentioned earlier, it was £25 to get in so not for
me. Saints were up first against
Anderlecht and got taught a bit of a lesson in possession football as the
Belgians took the lead on 15 minutes through de Sutter and then passed it about
whilst we chased around. We nearly pinched an undeserved equalizer
when Big Jos thumped a header against the bar but 1-0 it stayed and 3 points to
Anderlecht. All we got out of it was
that I didn’t dislike the red kit as much as I thought I would and it may be
growing on me. Arsenal’s kids beat
Anderlect 1-0 with a goal from the most senior player Lansbury and so we went
into the last game against the Arse, needing a win. Intriguingly, if we won 1-0 there would be a
three way penalty shoot-out and I have no fucking idea how that would work.
For a while it looked a possibility as a J-Rod
header from a lovely Fox cross made it 1-0 to Saints was Gervinho got down the
left, did Jack Stephens and then did Dismal Forecast through his legs at the
near post to make it 1-1. The white kit
is shit and so is Forecast who found a Gervinho a bit more difficult to deal
with that a 42 year old Egil Ostenstad and a 18 stone Gordon Watson in his last
SMS appearance. Despite Arsenal having
won the tournament, we had to have a penalty shootout to decide this game which
Saints won 5-4 with penalties confidently despatched by Foxy, J-Rod, returning
hero Seaborne, Chappers and Deano.
Arsenal’s last player missed as he was pissing himself laughing at
Forecast trying to act like a goalkeeper and put it wide. So, Arsenal won the cup and the internet was
full of Arsenal jokes about them finally ending their trophy drought. A more telling ‘so there’ to the soon to be
departing Robin Van Persie (leaving because they never win anything) is hard to
imagine.
Off to France for a training camp and with Radhi
Jaidi now retired, there would be no obvious recipient of the ‘most inactive
player’ award as refereed by GPS. It was
interesting that all of Ryan Dickson, Lee Barnard and Johnno Pace were left
behind in a clear ‘not in the 25’ statement.
Having said that, I bet all three of them are better in goal than Dismal
Forecast who is in the party. Johnno
Pace in particular has proven that he’s an expert at keeping the ball out of
the net.
Since the Cortese revolution started, Saints
have been pretty good at keeping all transfer deals out of the press until they
happen but we’re a Premiership Club now and players have Twitter. Though his name has been linked for weeks, it
was on Twitter that the news broke, straight from the horses mouth that
Nathaniel Clyne had signed from Crystal Palace and was on his way to France for
the training camp. One comment I read
from a Palace fans (who were universally positive about the player) was that he
ended Danny Butterfields’s Palace career and now he was about to end his Saints
career too. I wouldn’t be surprised if
Butts ends up moving the other way but for now we have three right backs
competing for the shirt.
A nip across the Swiss border saw us play Etoile
Carouge in a friendly and dominate the first half with Punch hopelessly hoofing
over two goals on top of each other when clean through with just the keeper to
beat. At the other end, Jos Hooiveld
showed the value of clinical finishing by getting on the end of the left wing
cross and thumping a header past Superkelv to make it 1-0 to the hosts. Half time saw a new side come out and Luke
Shaw, playing on the left wing, cut in after a Calum Chambers pass and curl a
right footed shot around the keeper for 1-1.
From then on it was the Billy Sharp show as he guided home a JWP free
kick from close range before fastening onto a Chappers through ball and taking
his time before clipping a lovely finish over the advancing keeper. The hat-trick was inevitable as Chambers’
lofted pass again put him though and Billy did what Billy does best and made it
4-1.
The second game of the tour was against Evian
who despite not being a team that many people here will have heard of, managed
to finished 9th in the top league in France least year, which means that
they’re not bad. Saints mixed and
matched the side again but did it with the framework of a 4-3-3 formation and
went ahead thanks to a goal from Jason Puncheon who gave his usual ‘hoof into
the crowd’ finish a rest and drilled home from the edge of the box. The first half was interesting for the fact
that J-Rod played on the left of the attacking three and James Ward-Prowse
again started and figured well.
Making his debut in the second half of the
friendly against Evian Thonon-Gaillard was Paolo Gazzaniga who was signed from
Gillingham in a transfer of such evil genius that a Bond villain would have
been proud. Not only did we get a highly
promising goalkeeper for not very much money but we also managed to convince
Gillingham to take Dismal Forecast on loan for the rest of the season which is
also the end of his contract with us so the useless wanker is gone. Let us reflect now that the last swap deal
that Shitty Forecast was involved in was as a makeweight in the Gareth Bale
deal. Didn’t we do well out of that
one! I repeat what Spurs said to us
about him to any Gillingham fan who may be reading – “He’s a highly promising
future England international”.
No… can’t do it…. He’s a wanker and he’s fucking
useless.
Anyway, back to the game and Gazza didn’t have
much to do but we did create some more decent chances and sitters were missed
by Billy Sharp who hit the keeper when clean through and Chappers who when he
found himself in front of an empty net, waved his left foot at the ball and
wellied it horribly wide. You don’t get
many supporters at these friendlies but those there were laughing at a fucking
horrendous miss. Nathaniel Clyne came on
for his debut for the last 20 minutes on the right wing and the game petered
out with us holding onto the 1-0 lead quite comfortably.
Meanwhile, we’ve avoided any fucking about with
the Steven Davis transfer by coughing up a fee so Rangers are happy, walking in
their Scottish Division 3 wonderland. If
that makes up the good guys then we have gone against this by not agreeing a
fee with Palace for Nathaniel Clyne and we are “taking the fucking piss” with
our offer. That’s not a direct quote but
I put it in quotes because that is what they’re thinking. I should be a journalist for the Daily Echo…..
or the Portsmouth Evening News but they’ve got plenty more than that prospect
to be worried about. August 10th
it is then….
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