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Apparently people on the train back yesterday were singing "we want Pardew back", I hate this club and I hate the fans.

 

Let's hope it was going to an extermination camp.

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As a complete aside (and apologies to anyone if they have mentioned it already) - is anyone else amazed the golf ball incident is getting almost no mention at all? Even less that Krul's half time whatever it was. How is it that, if someone in the crowd simply yells something offensive and it's caught on a mic, it becomes a stand alone story for an entire 24 hour news cycle, yet when someone tries to inflict serious damage on a player, it's treated like an afterthought, being almost completely ignored? (that's not to say offensive shouting isn't an issue btw, I'm just surprised at the difference in reactions). I seriously hope the lack of coverage isn't indicative of the fact the person who threw it hasn't been identified, reported, and banned for life. Colback shouldn't need to actually get hit (or react petulantly after noticing the ball had missed), for this to be reported in the correct proportion to its seriousness.

 

Honestly Colback is fucking terrible and I'd gladly have seen that ball hit him square in the head but the way Niall Quinn laughed it off was pathetic. As is Sky's move to repeatedly employ the drink-driving crybaby cunt during derby matches.

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Apparently people on the train back yesterday were singing "we want Pardew back", I hate this club and I hate the fans.

 

Let's hope it was going to an extermination camp.

 

:lol: I agree actually, thick cunts.

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Apparently people on the train back yesterday were singing "we want Pardew back", I hate this club and I hate the fans.

 

Let's hope it was going to an extermination camp.

 

Jesus :lol:

:lol: Christ.

 

He is risen!

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Williamson with the all too familiar sound bites in the Ronny Gill. Hope he gets flogged in the Summer.

Would rather see him whipped instead

It seems more suitable to throw things at him in the stocks.
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Williamson with the all too familiar sound bites in the Ronny Gill. Hope he gets flogged in the Summer.

Would rather see him whipped instead

It seems more suitable to throw things at him in the stocks.

Nah, whipped ftw. We've had too many problems trying to get objects to connect with his head iirc.

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Williamson with the all too familiar sound bites in the Ronny Gill. Hope he gets flogged in the Summer.

Would rather see him whipped instead

It seems more suitable to throw things at him in the stocks.

Nah, whipped ftw. We've had too many problems trying to get objects to connect with his head iirc.

 

Floated rotten cabbage to the back post.

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http://www.nufc.com/2014-15html/2015-04-05mackems-a.html

 

And the worst thing, the very worst thing? It didn't hurt.

 

Derby day used to bring a combination of fear and anticipation, as the hour of going off to do battle with the sworn enemy grew nearer. A quickening of the pulse, that tingling feeling not just caused by early beers and the chance to add new heroes to the roll call of McNamee, Dabizas and Shearer.

 

Waking up today, there was a complete lack of positivity, save for a desire for this joyless charade to be over with. A squad on zero hours contracts never got called into work.  It's no longer about losing to our deadly rivals, we're beating ourselves on the field, beating fans into submission off it.

 

John Carver spoke about a change of approach to alter the mood - but presumably that meant only that the team bus came by a different route, because in ever other respect we were as poor here as last season, despite just four players starting both games (Krul, Williamson, Sissoko, Gouffran).

 

Forget about pride, passion, local bragging rights or any other intangible factor, poorly executing a negative game plan was our primary failing and behind that lies a failure to recruit players with the talent and temperament to play in the Premier League. No manager, no captain, no striker.

 

A gutless and feckless attempt at stonewalling for a 0-0 draw predictably failed and in the absence of a credible plan A, there certainly wasn't any alternative strategy and the terrace chants of "you don't know what you're doing" were a clear response to that onfield mess.

 

Billed as a cup final by the home side, we appropriately gave the sort of clueless display that means our Wembley reminiscences remain restricted to the fans not the football. The difference was that we weren't coming up against a side bidding for silverware, unless a wooden spoon now counts.

 

Instead our opponents were woefully out of form and in as much of a plight as last time. Typically though, it took 78 minutes to force a save out a goalkeeper who conceded four in barely half an hour of the last home game, when thousands of fans streamed out at half time.

 

It's not just losing a fifth successive derby, it's the manner of those defeats plus the continued lack of goals and attacking integrity. Save for the manful efforts of Gutierrez, Janmaat and Taylor, none of our players cast a shadow. They so obviously didn't want to be here and didn't want the ball.

 

No other team - even QPR - has come to wearside this season with such a negative approach and handed the initiative over at the coin toss. When it comes to these games, our motto now appears to be can't play, won't play.

 

That hollow, rotten, attitude was exemplified by Moussa Sissoko, donning the captain's armband here as he maintained his 100% derby record; five appearances and five defeats. It's not just the mackems though: he also lost six out of seven Garonne derbies against Bordeaux for Toulouse.

 

If anyone was scouting him today, then the report will have gone back with a big red cross through it - not to be trusted on the big occasion. Bottling this level of game will hardly aid Moussa's quest to play for a club recruiting for an assault on league titles or being successful in European ties.

 

Similarly, the agent attempting to extricate a new deal for Ameobi junior will have a sizeable task on his hands if he's confronted with a show reel of his client's woefully misplaced passes and general lack of awareness today. At least he's a local duffer though, acquired without a fee and lacking the bulging wage packet of his continental colleagues.

 

The indiscipline and stupidity of Fabricio Coloccini and Papiss Cisse may have caused their absence, but this mythical injury list is no excuse. Save for Taylor, Haidara and Dummett, blaming unproven rookies like Rolando Aarons, the tool-downing Cheick Tiote and the latest De Jong hologram is lazy, arrogant and inaccurate.

 

We're not quite desperate enough to rely on Vurnon Anita yet and that imminent debut for Facundo Ferreyra spoken about in January has been a long time coming. You've still got options, like Rivier and Gouffran they're just all rotten.

 

It's also difficult to make a credible case for being short-handed or forced to shove square pegs into round holes when players are willfully discarded from the squad despite a lack of cover - and that extends to Haris Vuckic, not just messrs Santon and Yanga-Mbiwa. You can't sell your car, trouser the proceeds and then expect sympathy for moaning when the bus is late.

 

To see Ryan Taylor and Gutierrez trying to inject life into this corpse of a side is further proof of our alarming decline. Not deemed good enough for the side in previous times, the pair are now the nearest thing we have to men of action, leading by example.

 

Gutierrez dug deep into his reservoirs of strength and character to give a professional performance today - a rare sight in any shirt with the Newcastle badge on it, never mind the sweat-saturated one he peeled off at full time. Spiderman? Superman. Sadly though, he's no longer the answer.

 

A fifth successive derby humiliation gives the clearest of indications that things are seriously wrong with the club at every level and with Alan Pardew no longer in the firing line, the club hierarchy need to bite the bullet for their lack of investment and flawed recruitment strategies.

 

Disastrous derby defeats have been the catalyst for change in the past and with Geordie duo John Carver and Steve Stone at the helm, leveling accusations that a lack of regional pride and understanding at the management just doesn't wash now.

 

Local lads were present on the pitch, with Ameobi, Jack Colback and Adam Armstrong all too aware of what was at stake today but a team run by a Dutchman and featuring a solitary mackem showed a pride and passion for the shirt that was sadly absent from the silver-clad visitors.

 

Quality is lacking all over the pitch, in the dugout and in the boardroom and nothing can hide that as the relegation-threatened red and whites managed to secure six more points from us for another season - points that will ultimately save their skins yet again.

 

The strike that won this sunny Sunday afternoon game was admittedly stunning but struck by a proven Premier League goalscorer who was paid handsomely to do a job. Now there's an idea....

 

The match stats show that the better side won. The mackems had more of everything: possession, corners, shots, goals. A higher tally of bookings was also symptomatic of a team with more fighting spirit and a greater desire to win. They even cheated more enthusiastically and competently.

 

The first half saw the home side start the brighter of the two and although Ayoze Perez had an optimistic penalty shout when Santiago Vergini caught him with his trailing leg, Tim Krul was the busier 'keeper - Gutierrez clearing over his own bar and Connor Wickham headed against a post.

 

Defoe should have done better when through on goal but his heavy touch allowed Colback to intercept. That warning went unheeded as half-time approached though and a mundane game was suddenly illuminated by a superlative strike.

 

Carver made no changes at the break but the pattern of the game continued in the second period with United creating next to nothing. Emmanuel Riviere replaced Gouffran just before the hour but Sebastian Larsson went closest to scoring when his long range free-kick almost doubled the lead.

 

A Taylor corner that curled behind the goal line summed up the non-performance and although Riviere teed up Remy Cabella to get a shot on target, Pantilimon saved comfortably as Carver dithered over whether to use Armstrong, who was stripped and ready well before his belated introduction.

 

Larsson seemed a certain scorer but Mike Williamson blocked and from the corner Krul reached a Vergini header. That kept a flicker of hope alive and the winning of a corner brought life and hope to the contingent, only for Perez to take a flick on and blazed over the top with the goal at his mercy.

 

It would have been an undeserved but welcome equaliser but with referee Mike Dean adding five minutes of stoppage time even Krul's presence for a corner in the very final seconds of play couldn't force a dramatic late leveller.

 

All avoidable and totally self-inflicted, in pursuit of a favourable balance sheet. And as Palace shoot past us in the other direction, of course Alan Pardew looks a better manage - because we don't have one at all now. What came first last season though, the downturn or the criticism?

 

Twelve months on from the discontent that tainted the end of last season, we're in exactly the same situation. Inevitably, the same calls for action and boycotts have emerged, as what many see as the battle for the soul of this football club continues. Our response to that remains the same: follow your heart, follow your head - you'll wait a long time for us to tell you what to think or do. 

 

The points we have and the log jam beneath us means that losing our status this season is virtually impossible. Unless there's a radical shift in policy over the summer though, the struggle to avoid relegation next season though looks like being a long and grim one - and it's tempting to say we deserve to go down to the Championship for cheating our own supporters and TV viewers alike.

 

At least we'd avoid days like these.

 

Biffa

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Why do I keep reading positive analysis of Ryan Taylor on Sunday? He was deplorably bad from start to finish.

 

Sympathy perhaps? Having had so many bad injuries as well a being a nice bloke outside of the pitch people probably just want him to do well. To such a degree that they don't see anything when he does something bad and blow up anything decent he might do.

 

The only explanation I got, he wasn't good enough even before his injuries started to appear.

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Stephen Hawking could have taken set pieces better than his on Sunday. He showed exactly what he was, a player way out of his depth.

 

The hypothetical image of this happening has amused me greatly.

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