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Sorry this has taken a while.
I felt a bit jaded and decided to have a
winter break for the FA Cup as it’s a shit competition which I don’t care
about. I knew that I’d have to write an
FA Cup replay blog is we drew the first game and that it would impact my winter
break but there you go. This has been
written by a collection of kids but I did Facetime them when they were half way
through and everyone at the FA and in the media loves me, I can do what I want.
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Spurs again in the FA Cup
replay and a very expensive trip to the capital and the brand spanking new
Tottenham Hotspur Stadium. Having charged their fans a tenner to come and watch
the original game, Daniel Levy is charging us £25 to go up and watch the replay.
The reason for this is nothing to do with the cost of opening the stadium or
the fact that we are a fellow Premier League team. The reason is because Daniel
Levy is the kind of twat who would sell his own family and buy a replacement on
the cheap. Saints could’ve taken 9000
tickets as dictated by FA rules but in the event only decided to take 6000
which, despite being 150% dearer than the first game, were snapped up. Are away
fans are magnificent in their numbers and this is something that the club would
do well to realise.
The Liverpool game in the league that we had on Saturday was sold out for away fans and the club showed their complete ignorance at a time when many potential away fans are pissed off about not being able to get tickets, by putting on their official YouTube channel, a fuxcking vlog showing Liverpool fans in the Southampton end and it was all happy and jokey and jolly japes. They really don’t help themselves sometimes. Talking to the Liverpool game, I found a match report for their game against Saints on the Scouse version of this blog. Here it is.....
The Liverpool game in the league that we had on Saturday was sold out for away fans and the club showed their complete ignorance at a time when many potential away fans are pissed off about not being able to get tickets, by putting on their official YouTube channel, a fuxcking vlog showing Liverpool fans in the Southampton end and it was all happy and jokey and jolly japes. They really don’t help themselves sometimes. Talking to the Liverpool game, I found a match report for their game against Saints on the Scouse version of this blog. Here it is.....
Yestidee de mighty
Reds played us some shite from de South o' England. England is a country dat
we’re not part o' cos we’re Scouse. Anyways, Yerrgen stewd and gorped at dem
d'n their warm up cos 'e’s magic and we kicked off. De feeder club 'ad a few
moments and dee actually got in us 'alf and Danny Ings, Reds legend wuz caus'n
us miner grief but nowt dat Virgil, oo came through us youth system cos we
breed greatness and don’t buy it in, sorted 'im out. Robbo’s accidental
backpass wuz picked up by de worlds greatest keeper, oo wuz breeched ed over de
Wirral cos we breed greatness and don’t buy in. 0-0 and Bobby gets assaulted by
dat little Jack Russell Irish git they’ve got up front and it’s a deffo penno.
It’s evun gone ter VAR and they’ve not givun it, it’s a fuck'n outrage, 'e’s
fuck'n assaulted 'im. VAR and referees ay so bent against der Pewl try'n ter
stop us march ter immortality. Kevin Friend – yer in Karius death threat
tiritory. you’ll never walk alone yous bastard, I’ll be behind yous wi' a big
stick and me da. We graft dem a few chances ter keep de game intiest'n and us
Wirral breeched keeper saves everyth'n easily. Half time and we’re not winn'n.
it’s a fuck’n conspiracy ter graft City de league. Five minutes into de second
'alf and Ingsy dives ter try and win a penno. I’m not 'av'n de disrespect –
it’s norra penno because Ramos skint Salah’s shoulder. Anyroad, bent Kevin
doesn’t graft it cos it’s a fuck'n dive and Bobby sets up dat promis'n Scouse
kidda we developed called Ox, oo’s play'n instead o' Mane, oo comes from de
African bit o' Merseyside and 'e scores. you’ll never walk alone, you’ll
neahhhhhh…. oh or'rite Carra kidda, avyer spilt some milk? Luis Suarez is na a
racist Jordan 'enderson, worlds greatest midfielder, goaaaaaaaal, you’ll never
walk alone!!! Mo Salah… fly'n down de w'n, Ramos is a bastard, goaaaaaaaal.
easy peasy this. they’re Arabian Night. we 'ad de Titanic and dee fuck'n sunk
it. Mo Salah… wa' a finish kidda, 4-0, Fuck'n 'uv dat Pep.. You’ll never walk
alone, you’ll nehhhhhhhhhh-ver walk alone. We’re gonna win de league – de
beeskneesiest premier league ever and we’re de beesknees ever and this is wi'
all referees and VAR and de Premier League and England be'n against us and de
media and Sky Sports all 'ate us and dun write about us.
Anyway, Spurs got away with an act of robbery at the weekend when they basically got in Manchester City’s half twice and scored twice and won 2-0 – the Jose effect. One of the scorers, Bergwijn one is not available today as he was not available in the first game. It’s a shame those rules about eligibility didn’t apply to some way to Daniel Levy and his pricing. Kyle Walker-Peters of course can’t play for us for the same reason and also because he’s on loan from Spurs. Hopefully, Yan Valery is back from the dead or else we are going to have a severely out of position player at right back, be it either Danso or JWP.
… and the lucky recipient of
the right back role is JWP with Romeu keeping his place in midfield. The only other change is that Boufal starts
ahead of Djenepo and there is a welcome return on the bench for Stuart
Armstrong.
Saint start really well with Redmond breaking away down the left hand side and he gets his head up and pings are superb all over the top to Ings who takes one touch inside Vertonghen before drilling at straight at Lloris. This is a really good opening and Ings did superbly until it was time to shoot. He’ll be disappointed.
Spurs first attack shows what happens when you’re luck is in compare to when your luck is out. Stephens gets a superb tackling on Sessegnon to stop the initial attack but the ball goes out to Ndombele on the edge of the box and he hits a shot which is heading towards the corner flag until it hits Stephens who is still on the ground and spins past Gunn into the far corner. For fuck‘s sake, 11 minutes, 1-0 down.
Saints immediately set about putting the world to rights and after some decent play by JWP on the right hand side to retain the ball, he plays a superb curling ball outside the left back and Ings is clean through. Lloris stays at home and Ings eventually gets to the ball on the 6 yard line and smashes it past Lloris but off the bar and away. We are all reluctant to criticise the King of the Scummers too much but that was a bad mess.
It’s not a miss that we worry about for too long as Hojbjerg finds Boufal who was drifted into the central area and he plays it behind the defence to Redmond. Redmond appears initially to have turned the wrong way but gets a shot away anyway which Lloris can only parry out and Shane Long is there and even Shane Long can’t miss from there and it’s 1-1 and deservedly so.
Just when you think everything is going well, something goes to shit as Spurs play a short goalkick and JWP closes down Sessegnon. As JWP arrives, the Spurs player tried to clear it and his follow-through catches JWP below the knee. Fuck, this is not looking good as the stretcher and the oxygen and all that shit comes on. Shane Long doesn’t help by coming over and shouting “fuck me you can see the bone“. Not a good moment and off he goes. With our right back crisis in full flow for tonight‘s game we have to move Jack Stephens over there and On comes Jannik Vestergaard to play against the very quick Son and Moura. Oh good.
Saint start really well with Redmond breaking away down the left hand side and he gets his head up and pings are superb all over the top to Ings who takes one touch inside Vertonghen before drilling at straight at Lloris. This is a really good opening and Ings did superbly until it was time to shoot. He’ll be disappointed.
Spurs first attack shows what happens when you’re luck is in compare to when your luck is out. Stephens gets a superb tackling on Sessegnon to stop the initial attack but the ball goes out to Ndombele on the edge of the box and he hits a shot which is heading towards the corner flag until it hits Stephens who is still on the ground and spins past Gunn into the far corner. For fuck‘s sake, 11 minutes, 1-0 down.
Saints immediately set about putting the world to rights and after some decent play by JWP on the right hand side to retain the ball, he plays a superb curling ball outside the left back and Ings is clean through. Lloris stays at home and Ings eventually gets to the ball on the 6 yard line and smashes it past Lloris but off the bar and away. We are all reluctant to criticise the King of the Scummers too much but that was a bad mess.
It’s not a miss that we worry about for too long as Hojbjerg finds Boufal who was drifted into the central area and he plays it behind the defence to Redmond. Redmond appears initially to have turned the wrong way but gets a shot away anyway which Lloris can only parry out and Shane Long is there and even Shane Long can’t miss from there and it’s 1-1 and deservedly so.
Just when you think everything is going well, something goes to shit as Spurs play a short goalkick and JWP closes down Sessegnon. As JWP arrives, the Spurs player tried to clear it and his follow-through catches JWP below the knee. Fuck, this is not looking good as the stretcher and the oxygen and all that shit comes on. Shane Long doesn’t help by coming over and shouting “fuck me you can see the bone“. Not a good moment and off he goes. With our right back crisis in full flow for tonight‘s game we have to move Jack Stephens over there and On comes Jannik Vestergaard to play against the very quick Son and Moura. Oh good.
Half time and Spurs must feel
that it’s their lucky day to be level. Personally,
I’m always happy when we’re still in the game at half time away from home
against one of the big boys but it should be better. The injury to JWP has cast a bit of a cloud as
well.
The second-half starts with another superb passage of play by Saints with Redmond and Ings passing their way through the Spurs defence before Ings shot deflects wide right to Boufal with a clear sight of goal but he screws it across the goal and wide. This is a pretty poor miss to be honest and once more, we’ve carved out a really good opening and failed to put it away. You just know this is going to come back and bite us in the arse.
Spurs come close when a ball down the left hand side looks to have run out of play but Son keeps it in as the linesman kept the flag down and crossed and Moura drifts inbetween Vestergaard and Bertrand, meets it 6 yards out and heads wide. To be fair, that’s as bad a miss as any of ours.
Armstrong is on for the clearly disappointed Boufal as we approach the 70th minute. Spurs sling across in from the right hand side which is headed out by Shane Long to Redmond and Redders is away, spinning and turning past three players before finding Ings about 30 yards out. Tanganga backs away which is all the King of the Scummers needs to curl the ball into the far corner past Lloris. It’s a brilliant goal and quite puts me in mind of the famous Shane Long goal at Anfield in the League cup semi-final.
The second-half starts with another superb passage of play by Saints with Redmond and Ings passing their way through the Spurs defence before Ings shot deflects wide right to Boufal with a clear sight of goal but he screws it across the goal and wide. This is a pretty poor miss to be honest and once more, we’ve carved out a really good opening and failed to put it away. You just know this is going to come back and bite us in the arse.
Spurs come close when a ball down the left hand side looks to have run out of play but Son keeps it in as the linesman kept the flag down and crossed and Moura drifts inbetween Vestergaard and Bertrand, meets it 6 yards out and heads wide. To be fair, that’s as bad a miss as any of ours.
Armstrong is on for the clearly disappointed Boufal as we approach the 70th minute. Spurs sling across in from the right hand side which is headed out by Shane Long to Redmond and Redders is away, spinning and turning past three players before finding Ings about 30 yards out. Tanganga backs away which is all the King of the Scummers needs to curl the ball into the far corner past Lloris. It’s a brilliant goal and quite puts me in mind of the famous Shane Long goal at Anfield in the League cup semi-final.
Dele Alli is on for Spurs and he is virtually playing as a false 9 in between Romeu and our central defenders. In the next Spurs build-up he is miles offside but comes back in line with the Saints defenders to pick up a ball from Moura before returning it to him and Moura easily dances around Vestergaard before smashing it in the corner of the net to level things up again. Bollocks.
Che Guido Austin Adams has come on to replace Shane Long which means we have given up on pressing up front but Spurs have all the momentum now. A Saints attack breaks down when Redmond plays a blind ball inside and Spurs break on us and Alli spreads a diagonal ball behind a defence to the onrushing Son. Gunn comes out in instalments and over goes Son and the referee gives a penalty without even thinking about it. To be fair, at first look it looks like a nailede on pen. VAR has a check for the amount of time recommended for the opposition at a big ground, about one second and upholds the decision even though on just one replay you can see that Gunn has actually got the ball and there is no contact until after Son is already on his way down. That’s a fucking cheating bastard and a fucking shit use of VAR yet again.
Needless to say, the smiling, chest kicking, leg breaking fucker gets full reward for cheating and scores the penalty. There are a couple of minutes to go but we are dead and don’t get anywhere near fashioning a chance to force an equaliser.
Out of the FA Cup again and much to the delight of everyone at the FA and in media land, Spurs are through. We were the better side for about 80% of the game and managed to lose because of a variety of reasons but chief amongst them is a failure to take our chances or pick the right option, injuries to key players and the fact that we stopped playing once we went ahead on 72 minutes.
The the second Spurs goal illustrated, a lot of our problems stemmed from the injuries and who we ended up on the pitch with. Vestergaard coming on meant that the defence couldn’t push up as much as it normally would and this left spaces in between the defence and our central midfield players which Spurs exploited once Alli came on. If you look at Moura on the second goal, he picks up the ball in so much space before easily stepping past Vestergaard and burying it in the corner. It’s just too easy for him to score that goal. That space would not have been there, either if JWP was in the centre of midfield or if Jack Stephens was still in the centre of defence. Also, it’s the second game in a row where an attacked has been miles offside, then got involved in a second phase and been onside again and we’ve not picked him up at all. Henderson at the weekend, Alli tonight.
Then of course we have the
winning goal which is another fucking refereeing/VAR calamity. The trouble is
the Gunn came off his line in instalments so he made it look as though he was
struggling and even though he actually got the ball and there was no touch on
Son until he was already on the way down, I also do wonder why Gunn went with
his feet and not his hands as this adds to the clumsy nature of the challenge.
I don’t blame the referee for thinking it was a penalty. VAR is supposed to be
able to pick through it and work out if it is a penalty or not and it’s just
fucking isn’t. The main selling point of VAR is that it gets the right decision
and no matter how long it takes, it gets it right, However, for the last two games we’ve had,
coincidentally at big ground, this hasn’t been the case and because of the
amount of time taken, you can tell they’ve barely looked at it. Son is a horrible bastard. Breaks a players
leg with a deliberate foul, kicks another one in the chest, waves imaginary
yellow cards at referees and then dives. He is the nicest bloke you’ll ever
meet though.
It’s all a bit raw at the moment with the fuss over the Danny Ings penalty shout at Liverpool and now this. Again, we’ve made a trip to a huge stadium owned by a big six club and been given no breaks whatsoever by the officials. It’s almost getting like boxers when they go to America to fight a local boy when they know they basically have to leave the guy unconscious to just to get a draw. VAR was supposed to make this imbalance better but it doesn’t, it just makes it worse.
Positives. Our second goal was absolutely fucking brilliant by Nathan Redmond for the skill and the pace and the decision-making in his 50 yards burst up the pitch and it was a brilliant finish by Danny Ings which is great to see after his mini goal drought that he’s been on. I was very impressed with Hojbjerg in the centre of midfield as well. He is adding more consistency into his game now and it’s becoming the player that we all hoped he would be.
No one really played badly but some of the misses were bad, particularly the one where Ings hit the bar and Boufal’s miss at the start of the second-half. Misses like that are the reason why we are not out of sight after dominating the game. Angus Gunn didn’t make a single save all game and let in three goals from three shots. To be fair, he didn’t have a chance with any of the actual shots of the beat him but I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve seen holograms with more presence than he’s got. He reminds me a bit of when we had Maarten Stekelenburg in goal. He never seemed to let in any goals that were obviously his fault but he never actually made any saves either.
Another highlight for me was when Romeu was possessed by the ghost of Paul Wottonn and went round on a one-man murder spree for about five minutes committing about eight fouls in record time before eventually getting booked. After the seventh one which left sun on the deck, the nicest man in football was waving imagine a yellow cards at the referee, so Oriol tried to decapitate the next Spurs player who came near him and finally got the yellow card he so badly wanted.
Ralph focused on our performance and was clearly annoyed about the way we managed, or rather failed to manage the last 20 minutes after we had gone in front. He also made mention of the amount of chances that we had missed and that we need to learn from that. He really is a classy guy. Even if he thought the penalty was soft, he wasn’t going to say anything about it and instead, rolled out the “I haven’t seen it yet” answer to the question. I could probably learn from him and not blame referees and VAR but where would be the fun in that?
Again, Ralph and Jose must be congratulated for the full strength sides they put out and their genuine enthusiasm for the competition. More should be made of that but all we hear are Klopp apologists.
Time for the winter break of approximately 10 days which will with any luck, give JWP a chance to recover. Stuart Armstrong‘s quick recovery from his injury was a bonus for today and hopefully by the time we play Burnley at home, Kyle Walker-Peters will be up to speed so we can go into that game with more or less a First choice line-up. That’ll be a horrible game and a different kind of test.
It’s all a bit raw at the moment with the fuss over the Danny Ings penalty shout at Liverpool and now this. Again, we’ve made a trip to a huge stadium owned by a big six club and been given no breaks whatsoever by the officials. It’s almost getting like boxers when they go to America to fight a local boy when they know they basically have to leave the guy unconscious to just to get a draw. VAR was supposed to make this imbalance better but it doesn’t, it just makes it worse.
Positives. Our second goal was absolutely fucking brilliant by Nathan Redmond for the skill and the pace and the decision-making in his 50 yards burst up the pitch and it was a brilliant finish by Danny Ings which is great to see after his mini goal drought that he’s been on. I was very impressed with Hojbjerg in the centre of midfield as well. He is adding more consistency into his game now and it’s becoming the player that we all hoped he would be.
No one really played badly but some of the misses were bad, particularly the one where Ings hit the bar and Boufal’s miss at the start of the second-half. Misses like that are the reason why we are not out of sight after dominating the game. Angus Gunn didn’t make a single save all game and let in three goals from three shots. To be fair, he didn’t have a chance with any of the actual shots of the beat him but I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve seen holograms with more presence than he’s got. He reminds me a bit of when we had Maarten Stekelenburg in goal. He never seemed to let in any goals that were obviously his fault but he never actually made any saves either.
Another highlight for me was when Romeu was possessed by the ghost of Paul Wottonn and went round on a one-man murder spree for about five minutes committing about eight fouls in record time before eventually getting booked. After the seventh one which left sun on the deck, the nicest man in football was waving imagine a yellow cards at the referee, so Oriol tried to decapitate the next Spurs player who came near him and finally got the yellow card he so badly wanted.
Ralph focused on our performance and was clearly annoyed about the way we managed, or rather failed to manage the last 20 minutes after we had gone in front. He also made mention of the amount of chances that we had missed and that we need to learn from that. He really is a classy guy. Even if he thought the penalty was soft, he wasn’t going to say anything about it and instead, rolled out the “I haven’t seen it yet” answer to the question. I could probably learn from him and not blame referees and VAR but where would be the fun in that?
Again, Ralph and Jose must be congratulated for the full strength sides they put out and their genuine enthusiasm for the competition. More should be made of that but all we hear are Klopp apologists.
Time for the winter break of approximately 10 days which will with any luck, give JWP a chance to recover. Stuart Armstrong‘s quick recovery from his injury was a bonus for today and hopefully by the time we play Burnley at home, Kyle Walker-Peters will be up to speed so we can go into that game with more or less a First choice line-up. That’ll be a horrible game and a different kind of test.
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