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What I.Saw: Tell Them They're Crap Enough Then That's What They Become
Sunday, 3rd Apr 2016 13:24 by I.Saw

Choices. Choose an early morning start. Choose driving music, loud and fast, familiar tunes, they rock.

Choose to ignore “M5 closed Southbound” signs, gambling overnight diversions not yet removed. Got that one right. Another right, a diversion to Bristol to collect an 80’s Akai Hi Fi, princely sum of £1. Well 99p actually but you can't really turn up with a handful of coins or ask for the change, it's churlish. Choose EBay every time.

Choose a few bits of music from Plastic Wax, one of Bristol’s best.

Choose dark beers, stouts and porters with friends in the City Arms, Cardiff eventually reached.

It's the last choice of the day; everything that follows is a watching brief.

Watch the stadium fill, the new Upper Tier full of home supporters, free tickets abound but they do make the rest of the ground seem bare. We don't sell out either even at £24 a pop. Bizarre yet sensible stewarding, those standing at the front told to “go to the back” and those who want to sit come forward. Mind there is plenty of room.

Watch the Rams all in white, sunshine makes them bright; our style of play dulls the effect.

Watch the Bluebirds hassle and chase; we have little time on the ball. We compete competently. It's hardly riveting stuff, it’s back to Clement football.

Watch us try to get forward, watch the final pass go astray. It's still better watching than listening. Behind me abuse is hurled, familiar targets, easily chosen.

I know you pay your money, you’re entitled to your view but why come if for the whole game you get on Keogh’s back, on Martin, on Ince, on Johnson, on Carson. After all if you tell folk they are crap often enough then that's what they become.

Watch Bryson, run his heart out, 100% effort! Achievement less. Much.

Watch a corner, an outswinging Whittingham. Watch a runner. Watch static defenders. Watch a goal line fixated goalkeeper. Watch the ball resting in the back of the net. Watch Cardiff celebrate Centre Back Ecuele Manga’s headed goal. Watch Keogh's arms raised in the normal “what can I do” pose.

Watch the minutes drift to half time, miss a melee and two yellow cards for a coffee, a choice I don't regret.

Chat to friends, plan trip to Charlton, discussion of the first half dismissed.

Watch Chrissy Martin equalise. A scruff of a header, he put himself where it hurts though and we are level four minutes into the second.

Watch the game open up. Watch the home side have shots on target. We don't see any.

Watch another corner comically turned in by O’Keefe, it trickles over the line, 2-1 down.

Watch Blackman’s sole contribution to ten minutes plus injury time, a headed flicked on to nobody.

Nobody can argue with the stats.

We lost 2-1. We had one shot on target, we scored, that's 100% conversion for those who want something positive out of each and every match.

Watch the ground empty. Walk head down back to the Castle and the car and the long journey home. At least it’ll be four hours before we pick up on the managers post match views.

Watch. Nine thirty it says as I pull on the drive. Another day on the road supporting the Rams, another day where you take the positives out of the journey and banish thoughts of the negative football.

Watch the highlights?

You must be joking!

Good night…


Match Highlights & Stats:


Gaffer Post Match Interview:

Darren Wassall after the loss to Cardiff


COYR!!



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