Villa 1-4 Leicester City. Dec 8th.
Oh my life, where does one start in describing a horror show like this? A jaw dropping performance of abject ineptitude, the only consolation being we didn’t concede ten. It takes a perverse type of talent to make your opposition appear like world beaters for ninety straight minutes but we managed it. From start to finish we appeared utterly bereft, made kamikaze decisions all over the pitch and allowed Leicester City the freedom of Villa Park, they’ll never have an easier football match. It was horrible.
Our problems stemmed early on from a mess up between the management and our centre back Tyrone Mings. Mings needed prolonged attention for a hamstring injury and it was clear to the wider world he needed taking off there and then, but no, they left him on and he was instantly exposed, Vardy waltzing past him to score Leicester’s opener. Ridiculous. It wasn’t long before they scored again, Villa cut to pieces down the flank and the cross headed in from close range. Grealish pulled one back on the halftime whistle but I won’t go into detail, they don’t deserve it.
What does a manager say to a team that’s a goal behind at half time? How about something like “keep it tight first ten minutes second half and we’ll build from there”. Well if that was the instruction, our defence ignored it, instead allowing a soft free header from a corner kick to notch their third and it was game over. Vardy mercifully ended the scoring with one of his excellent one on one finishes, he never looked like missing the moment he was put through, and we all went home. I wish we had a striker like Vardy, he does what he’s asked to do as a centre forward, he score,s goals, unlike our man Wesley who never looks like scoring in a month of Sundays.
I’ll say no more on this defeat other than to say it was frighteningly bad, the sort of reverse that has you wondering if we’re gonna stay up. I’d say it’s fifty fifty at the moment. And what smarts most of all is that our most revered manager ever, Ron Saunders, died only the day before, it would have been appreciated if the players could have put in Saunder’s infamous 110% effort.
Our problems stemmed early on from a mess up between the management and our centre back Tyrone Mings. Mings needed prolonged attention for a hamstring injury and it was clear to the wider world he needed taking off there and then, but no, they left him on and he was instantly exposed, Vardy waltzing past him to score Leicester’s opener. Ridiculous. It wasn’t long before they scored again, Villa cut to pieces down the flank and the cross headed in from close range. Grealish pulled one back on the halftime whistle but I won’t go into detail, they don’t deserve it.
What does a manager say to a team that’s a goal behind at half time? How about something like “keep it tight first ten minutes second half and we’ll build from there”. Well if that was the instruction, our defence ignored it, instead allowing a soft free header from a corner kick to notch their third and it was game over. Vardy mercifully ended the scoring with one of his excellent one on one finishes, he never looked like missing the moment he was put through, and we all went home. I wish we had a striker like Vardy, he does what he’s asked to do as a centre forward, he score,s goals, unlike our man Wesley who never looks like scoring in a month of Sundays.
I’ll say no more on this defeat other than to say it was frighteningly bad, the sort of reverse that has you wondering if we’re gonna stay up. I’d say it’s fifty fifty at the moment. And what smarts most of all is that our most revered manager ever, Ron Saunders, died only the day before, it would have been appreciated if the players could have put in Saunder’s infamous 110% effort.
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