All entries for Sunday 26 December 2004
December 26, 2004
Thankyou Mr Robson for a Christmas present im sure the red half of Liverpool (and most of the Liverpool fans around the world) will be more than appreciative for…
West Brom 0 – Liverpool 5… a disasterous result if ever there was one… just what is going through this managers head i will never understand!
A more sensible team selection i have to congratulate… but leaving out our best player Zoltan Gera, and making Darren "gift a goal a game" Purse captain now is nothing short of moronic!
A heavy defeat, only put into perspective when considered the referee gave everything against WBA today and after Contra's sending off the game changed, altho Robsons decision to make a HT substitution seemed a bit bewildering since we were playing some very good stuff up until then!
On the plus side i predicted 5–0 to Liverpool so thats some money in the bank for me, but on the other side i would prefer i hadnt won the money… saw some cracking goals and maybe one day i will see some defending.
SO thats 9 goals conceeded in our last two games… Robson's view "we need to start making it harder for other teams to score against us"…. well hats off to the genius.
Bryan give West Brom fans a present, and hand in your resignation! please
Ok its that time of the week again. Where i ditch the camp clothing, the straighteners go back in the cupboard, and the blue n white is brought down off the top shelf….
Its almost ritualistic now. I take the west brom shirt off the top shelf and decide which seasons to wear, trying to hold onto the last bit of mythological "i think we won last time i wore this one" ideal as i can. My ideologies possibly lack sense (having lost our last 4 in a row and 8 of our last 9) but if i didnt smile i'd cry.
the gloves, big coat (not the black one, never won in that one) go into the back of the car and daddy n me head off to our shrine! Spend the car ride complaining about how much we hate Bryan Robson before pulling up in the usual place, he criticises my parking and i tell him to fuck off… we wander down to The Vine… "2 pints of fosters" and into the back room for Chicken Tika kebab off the BBQ.
Fantastic… straight to the game
nuf sed… i have a team t support and a manager to boo!
to the pub