Those that are criticising last nights performance and tearing their hair out at our lack of fluency are in for a miserable few weeks. They attack Brendan for the "sentimentality" in his selection, but it is THEY who need to forget about the past, not the manager.
In the here and now, we are a poor team who's confidence is shot to bits. Forget last season and "poetry in motion", what it's all about right now is hanging on in there until Sturridge comes back/we sign a new striker/some players regain confidence. It's going to be scrappy, it's going to be ugly and it's going to frustrate. The manager IS going to praise the players at every opportunity, he IS going to say we were "fabulous" when we draw against lesser teams.
That's where we are, and when you walk through a storm that's what you do. You stick together, you put one foot in front of the other and gradually, slowly but surely, you dig yourself out of the sh!t. 'Course some amongst your number are more concerned with bitching and moaning about who's fault it is that you're in this spot in the first place, but the strong among us know that that discussion is for another time. Right now, when confidence is low and we're up against it, we support and then support more.
Last night was the beginning. Not the beginning of the end of our slump, nor was it the end of the beginning of our renaissance. It was the beginning of the beginning of us climbing out of a deep hole. Stoke at the weekend is the next step, and I'd take any type of ugly b@stard win all day long.
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