For the
first time in ages I got to see us play on Tolka Park = 100% correctly, tickets
for this fixture mostly just go to Members,
Thanks to the person (you know who you are) who could not go, as they were in work
and gave me their ticket.
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“Take a stroll down the Richmond Road,
it wasn’t just the weather that left you cold,
Same oul shite, different night,
When will the board, this management team fold?”
Another agonising week, another post
match blog charting another hapless performance on the pitch.
Our performances on the pitch are becoming as predictable as a wedding band
setlist, all we are left wondering is if “You’re the one that I want” will be
played before or after “Sweet Caroline”
We had so much possession inside the Shelbourne half, yet despite being in the vicinity
of the home sides box, more times than I Conor has roared “Our ball OUR BALL YA
STUPID TICK!”,
We had ZERO corners and only one single semi shot on target over the while 90 minutes.
If the stats app on my phone is correct, we only managed to get the ball within
their 8 yard line just 3 times.
Our contingent in Tolka Park were like the congregation at a Mormon funeral –
vut could you blame them for feeling this way?
It'd like that famous scene in “Keeping Up Appearances” where Hyacinth has
Richard driving around the Roundabout 8 times;
Yes we can get the ball up outside the opposition box, but once we get there,
we haven’t a clue what to do next.
Seriously – What ARE the lads being taught in training?
After 9 games, we have a paltry 9 points out of a possible 27.
What makes this figure even more stark, is thinking back to the games we DID win.
We beat the Hoops in the Aviva, less than 72 hours after they have played in
Norway,
And Rovers played like a Sunday League team who had rocked up to Bushy Park,
straight from the hotel, where they stayed up at a teammates wedding until 4am.
We played a Waterford team who had more gaps in their defence than the Birs Flanagan
had between his teeth.
And our final win, so far, came against a Sligo team that were so poor on the
night, Newtown Rangers U-16’s would probably have beaten them.
The Bohs Board are like a gardener who has an Apple tree that’s full of rotten
apples.
He knows it is beyond repair and will continue to damage the rest of the garden
as well; But does nothing about it.
We have players of undoubtable talent, but they are being stifled by clearly ineffectual
management and are running around the pitch like clueless keystone cops.
It's like having a very high end laptop, but all the Operating System allows
you to do is play Solitaire.
When quality new signings were announced in Pre-Season, I certainly thought we’d
be doing a lot better than languishing on just 9 points after 9 games.
The management setup we have is like a car that will only go as fast as 30kph,
with a Formula 1 engine wasting away under the bonnet.
They are driving this team the wrong way down the Motorway and we badly need to
stick a new driving in front, to turn our season around,
Up next are a Cork City side who have 4 draws so far, but 4 losses, and only
one win sees them in 9th place in the table.
I would not rule out half the Jodi falling asleep on 70 minutes as both sides ramble
along to an excruciatingly boring 0-0 draw.
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