I am writing with regard to my absolute astonishment and disbelief as to the sheer magnitude of your complete lack of talent and failure to carry out the job for which you are paid to do. I am not aware of any swear word or other derogatory phrase in my current vocabulary which comes close to a description of your ‘performance’ (and I use that term loosely) this afternoon, but let me just say that you have collectively reached a level of inadequacy and ineptitude that neither I nor modern science had previously considered possible. I would genuinely like to know how you pathetic little dipsticks sleep at night, knowing full well that you have taken my money and that of several thousand others and delivered precisely bugger all in return. I run a business myself, and I believe I could take any 4,000 of my customers at random; burn down their houses, impregnate their wives and then dismember their children before systematically sending them back in the post, limb-by-limb, and still ensure a level of customer satisfaction which exceeds that which I have experienced at the Liberty Stadium at any time so far this season. You are a total disgrace, not only to your profession, not only to the human race, but to nature itself. This may sound like an exaggeration, but believe me when I say that I have passed kidney stones which have brought me a greater level of pleasure and entertainment than watching each of you worthless excuses for professional footballers attempt to play a game you are clearly incapable of playing, week-in, week-out. I considered, for a second, that I was perhaps being a little too harsh. But then I recalled that I have blindly given you all the benefit of the doubt for too long now. Yes, for too long you have failed to earn the air you’ve been breathing by offering any kind of tangible quality either as footballers or as people in general. As such, I feel it’s only fair that your supply runs out forthwith. I trust, at this precise moment in time, that Mr Jenkins is in his office tapping away on the Easyjet web site booking you all one-way flights to Zurich, complete with an overnight stay with our cheese eating friends at Dignitas. Don’t bother packing your toothbrush – you won’t need it. In the event that our tight arsed chairman won't pay the expense (understandable given that he’s soon going to have to assemble a new squad from scratch), then I am prepared to sell my family (including my unborn child) to a dubious consortium of Middle Eastern businessmen in order to pay for the flights. Hell, I’ll drive you there myself, one-by one, without sleep, if I have to. Failing that, understanding that most dubious Middle Eastern businessmen are tied-up purchasing Premier League football clubs, I ask you to please take matters into your hands. Use your imagination, guys – strangle yourselves or cover yourself in tinfoil and take a fork to a nearby plug socket, or something. Just put yourselves and us fans out of our collective misery. So, in summary, you pack of repugnant, sputum-filled, invertebrate bastards; leave this club now and don’t you bloody dare look back. You’ve consistently demonstrated less passion and desire than can commonly be found within the contents of a sloth’s scrotum, so frankly you can just all piss off – don’t pass go, don’t collect your wages, don’t ever come back to this town again. I look forward to you serving me at my local McDonald’s drive-thru in the near future. Yours sincerely A very disillusioned Jack
3 managers in 19 games from the American owners is most of our problem , how would you like to be a player dealing with 3 different sets of ideas in the first half of the season .
They're not brain surgeons learning a new technique now are they .Simple things such as watching an opposition player taking all the time in the world to have a shot and score (Giroud yesterday ), it doesn't take a genius to work out that perhaps he should close him down or before that the right back reacting to prevent the initial cross coming in or any number of individual mistakes which our current crop of players cannot seem to remove from their game. Yes the managerial merry go round hasn't helped but the over paid over hyped dross that masquerade as professional PL players need to take responsibility of their actions or non as the case may be
FG 25 games BB 11 games PC 2 games Thats 3 managerial changes in 38 games and our players have been **** for most of those games hence the managerial changes.
Amat, Fernández, Mawson, VDH Taylor, Kingsley Naughton, Rangel That's all our defensive options. No manager in the world could make a decent side using them. High time we stopped blaming the managers and looked firmly at Jenkins and just him. If he's been allowed to carry on signing players again after thales shambles of a summer then there's serious problems at the Club without taking into account the rubbish on the pitch. Clement should be allowed to bring his own players in but it's same old, same old. No way in hell is Carroll a Clement signing. Any manager worth his salt can see what we need. All over every forum, Facebook and Twitter. All the fans can see yet we've prioritised Carroll over getting a CB and defensive midfielder. We've become a laughing stock and it's difficult to argue against it. I don't know if it was the affect Bradley had on the club either but the fans have been poor for a long while. No atmosphere in the stadium at all and a song every half hour if that. Terrible and I know there's not much to sing about but it's making it even easier for the opposition to come here. One more thing, our formation hasn't worked this season so why not go more defensive. 5 at that back or 2 holding midfielders or even 3 and play for draws like other clubs in our state would? We'll go to Liverpool and try to pass the ball around and get smashed. If we go to Liverpool, park the bus and fight I'd be chuffed and it would give us more optimism for the next run of games. We have no chance of getting anything anyway but at least try something new.
