The day after the lunchtime before and it still feels like one big hole in the stomach. A lunch time drink and a parlay over the goings on was sombre. It’s a hell of a long time since 1999 and yesterday we never looked like breaking that hoodoo. That hoodoo started with the international break which was just how it left Seamus. Mori did his knee in South America whilst in Ireland the goings on with McCarthy left him out plus our mew man Morgan having a poorly calf. How would we cover for that quartet?
In looking for answers I could do no more than give my take on what I saw. It started with receiving the team an hour before kick-off and noting we were blooding four young kids into the white hot heat of a derby away at Anfield. I opined that if they were to freeze it could end up a game of 11 versus 7 and we could get over run. It also highlighted how thin the squad is of experienced cover, cover that will be vital if we do manage the Europa.
I am sure by now you will have read all the reports and seen many a rerun of film clips and most will have reported that Everton were very poor and no one had even a half decent game, but why?
As that game went on I thought our youthful quartet did freeze and this left the other players a bit wary of fully trusting them which led to some almighty cock ups, miss- controls, miss- passes and non-existent teamwork. I felt sorry for the young lads and to be fair to the senior players they tried to help them with advice that from time to time you could hear, eg, Ross telling Holgate where the wing back should be as a move broke down once again Jags also did his fair share to get the lads going.
Liverpool’s goals showed the uncertainty between players as all three were quite preventable but in each case the scorer was afforded time and space to score. This was possible in my view because we had too many youngsters plus the international break leaving little time to plan things. We ended up learning on the job.
Before the end Blues fans were leaving in some numbers and I must admit the final whistle was music to my ears. I heard it said many times that we can learn from this and I am sure we can but hell there is not much time till Tuesday and the small matter of an away trip to Old Trafford plus hot on the heels of that a home game against the reigning Premier League Champions. Many pointed to our want-away world class players being unable to perform in big games and that might be true but for me it is the manager and his staff that have to look firstly at themselves and then sort out some semblance of togetherness out on the pitch.
The players need to be open and honest in answering why it was that not one of them played anything like they did against let’s say Bournemouth West Brom or Hull. Was it really big game jitters. Still we need to rely on Ronald to work some magic and cover for our injured with players that can at least make a team that works all for one – one for all rather than unsure of who is doing what and end up doing nothing.
Until the club have a chance to do significant work in the summer widow, our man Ron will need all he has got to get us to seventh and the Europa League.
They say no two games are the same so I live in hope that Tuesday night at least gets our spirit fight and joined-up football back. A win on top could send us singing up the East Lancs Road, a la Oviedo game. Or another performance like Saturday... surely not!
Keep the faith
UP THE BLUES
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