20-09-2014, 19:56
Wish I'd never gone today to see this passionless and embarrassing performance against our bitter rivals. 
Last two visits have yielded F--- all points, 1 goal scored and 8 conceded and a couple of awful performances, where only Bunn and Smithies came out of it with an credit, even though he should never have been beaten at his near post. 
It's still early days for Powell, but one point from the nine at stake should leave him in no doubt what needs to done, and lets hope Hoyle makes funds available to bring in at least three new players of Championship quality, otherwise we are already doomed with only 5 points from the first 24 contested.
Too many players today appeared uninterested and lacked desire, which should never be the case in a local derby against your fiercest rivals in front of around 29000 fans, and as for Lynch, he's a donkey
if I ever saw one. And worse still, we could have been 4-0 down even when Leeds went down to ten men, but when you have too many players on "easy street" what do you expect. Maybe we should have brought Warnock in because I'm sure he would have already sorted out the slackers and told them some home truth's.
There was still no support again for Wells, all alone up front against a couple of uncompromising Leeds defenders and at times, he looked anything but a Championship quality player, along with most of the other under performers.
So now all I have to look forward to is another night of grief from my Leeds Supporting sister in law, who will be as high as kite after our latest shambolic performance and who am I to argue with her, when she will no doubt tell me we are now relegation certainties after only eight games?
So Deano, for f----s sake dig deep into your pockets and make some brass available to bring in at least three Championship quality players with plenty of passion, Character and commitment, to replace the many "dead leg, easy streeters" we currently appear to have on our books.
Well that's my rant over, now I can go and drown my sorrows with a bottle of McGuigan's Black Label Merlot, until I wake up in the morning and reality sets in again, when I read the depressing match report and study the league table yet again
Last two visits have yielded F--- all points, 1 goal scored and 8 conceded and a couple of awful performances, where only Bunn and Smithies came out of it with an credit, even though he should never have been beaten at his near post. It's still early days for Powell, but one point from the nine at stake should leave him in no doubt what needs to done, and lets hope Hoyle makes funds available to bring in at least three new players of Championship quality, otherwise we are already doomed with only 5 points from the first 24 contested.
Too many players today appeared uninterested and lacked desire, which should never be the case in a local derby against your fiercest rivals in front of around 29000 fans, and as for Lynch, he's a donkey
if I ever saw one. And worse still, we could have been 4-0 down even when Leeds went down to ten men, but when you have too many players on "easy street" what do you expect. Maybe we should have brought Warnock in because I'm sure he would have already sorted out the slackers and told them some home truth's. There was still no support again for Wells, all alone up front against a couple of uncompromising Leeds defenders and at times, he looked anything but a Championship quality player, along with most of the other under performers.
So now all I have to look forward to is another night of grief from my Leeds Supporting sister in law, who will be as high as kite after our latest shambolic performance and who am I to argue with her, when she will no doubt tell me we are now relegation certainties after only eight games?
So Deano, for f----s sake dig deep into your pockets and make some brass available to bring in at least three Championship quality players with plenty of passion, Character and commitment, to replace the many "dead leg, easy streeters" we currently appear to have on our books.
Well that's my rant over, now I can go and drown my sorrows with a bottle of McGuigan's Black Label Merlot, until I wake up in the morning and reality sets in again, when I read the depressing match report and study the league table yet again