by stealthpapes » 22 Nov 2015 13:59
by bobby1413 » 22 Nov 2015 14:22
stealthpapes I'm still cold.
by Millsy » 22 Nov 2015 16:25
by Millsy » 22 Nov 2015 16:27
Ian Herring One of my infrequent visits to the Loyalty Dome this season.
I have come to the conclusion that I don't really care in the least who is our manager.
What I care about is the success of the team, and the club.
In the years I have followed the Rz I have felt warm feelings for: Infoot, McGhee, Jim and Mick, Coppell and Brian.
I have felt indifference towards: Porterfield, Burns.
Pity for: Terry the Taxi.
A shame-faced kind of lust and hatred towards Pards (the provocative, M25-voweled and consonanted (not a word) cunter).
Converse comedy hatred for McGhee (previously mentioned in a warmer vein).
No feelings or recognition at all of the perm-tanned Adkins during his non-entity rein at Smallmead.
A kind of unregulated sub-stomach churn of the kind you experience walking through any major city in summer months when the sewage system starts chucking up and wafting drift-turn backwash stench back up through the drains (Whitley Whiffs ad infinitum) when thinking of Steve Clarke - mixed with any of the varieties of non-feeling/indifference/lack of recognition itemised above. (What's he ever actually done? Answer, apart from one short rhubarb patch at Reading this season - fuck all.)
Today in the first 15 minutes Bolton could have been three up.
Great performance by the increasingly less-shaky Al-Habsi.
Gunter - weak, ineffective. (And there are times when I really like this bloke when he is on his game - but it seems he appears feeble in his approach at times, sadly).
McCleary - great control on and receiving the ball - looked calm and full of authority at times.
Williams - fairly sleek.
Hector - flaky, slightly up the self.
Taylor - Watery.
McShane - equally uterine.
Norwood - Okay.
Piazon - looked like Shane Long might appear in the latter stages of bone cancer - too delicate to touch but as easy to remove from his about-to-be-vacated space as a butterfly in the latter stages of being erased by nuclear fission.
Blackman - despite the pink boots, still quite alive (in the gay, tatted arm way that modern footballers have) on the back of ripples of near-recent form.
Sa - Acceptable, for 80-90% of the game.
Bolton: looked like Salford FC - a bit northern gobshite with some organisation and grit and bite - standard Northern tripe or pre-baked pie pastry. Stodge.
Good to see the 16 go off late-doors after his exaggerated writhing in the first half that got us an early booking. Twat.
Don't give a shit what happens to Clarke. In football terms he's made a mistake and upset the wrong people, probably, reading the thin runes emanating from the club.
Conversely it may have the obverse affect that he has to pull a run of form rabbit out of the hat that will see Reading probe more directly for promotion this season.
Strange, subdued and wishful days.
by bobby1413 » 22 Nov 2015 17:04
2 world wars, 1 world cup I can't believe no one mentioned the temperature.
It was freezing.
Scientists confirmed that parts of the ground yesterday got closer to absolute zero than every previously observed.
And there was a match on.
by SydenhamRoyal » 22 Nov 2015 17:09
by West Stand Man » 22 Nov 2015 17:42
by JC » 22 Nov 2015 18:09
by bobby1413 » 22 Nov 2015 18:22
by genome » 22 Nov 2015 18:26
by strap » 22 Nov 2015 18:37
JC Was it a penalty? The replays are inconclusive. I cannot see if there was any contact but the dive was quite theatrical
by Ian Royal » 22 Nov 2015 18:39
genome Is that a fancy term for a glove?
by Ian Herring » 22 Nov 2015 19:01
2 world wars, 1 world cupIan Herring One of my infrequent visits to the Loyalty Dome this season.
I have come to the conclusion that I don't really care in the least who is our manager.
What I care about is the success of the team, and the club.
In the years I have followed the Rz I have felt warm feelings for: Infoot, McGhee, Jim and Mick, Coppell and Brian.
I have felt indifference towards: Porterfield, Burns.
Pity for: Terry the Taxi.
A shame-faced kind of lust and hatred towards Pards (the provocative, M25-voweled and consonanted (not a word) cunter).
Converse comedy hatred for McGhee (previously mentioned in a warmer vein).
No feelings or recognition at all of the perm-tanned Adkins during his non-entity rein at Smallmead.
A kind of unregulated sub-stomach churn of the kind you experience walking through any major city in summer months when the sewage system starts chucking up and wafting drift-turn backwash stench back up through the drains (Whitley Whiffs ad infinitum) when thinking of Steve Clarke - mixed with any of the varieties of non-feeling/indifference/lack of recognition itemised above. (What's he ever actually done? Answer, apart from one short rhubarb patch at Reading this season - fuck all.)
Today in the first 15 minutes Bolton could have been three up.
Great performance by the increasingly less-shaky Al-Habsi.
Gunter - weak, ineffective. (And there are times when I really like this bloke when he is on his game - but it seems he appears feeble in his approach at times, sadly).
McCleary - great control on and receiving the ball - looked calm and full of authority at times.
Williams - fairly sleek.
Hector - flaky, slightly up the self.
Taylor - Watery.
McShane - equally uterine.
Norwood - Okay.
Piazon - looked like Shane Long might appear in the latter stages of bone cancer - too delicate to touch but as easy to remove from his about-to-be-vacated space as a butterfly in the latter stages of being erased by nuclear fission.
Blackman - despite the pink boots, still quite alive (in the gay, tatted arm way that modern footballers have) on the back of ripples of near-recent form.
Sa - Acceptable, for 80-90% of the game.
Bolton: looked like Salford FC - a bit northern gobshite with some organisation and grit and bite - standard Northern tripe or pre-baked pie pastry. Stodge.
Good to see the 16 go off late-doors after his exaggerated writhing in the first half that got us an early booking. Twat.
Don't give a shit what happens to Clarke. In football terms he's made a mistake and upset the wrong people, probably, reading the thin runes emanating from the club.
Conversely it may have the obverse affect that he has to pull a run of form rabbit out of the hat that will see Reading probe more directly for promotion this season.
Strange, subdued and wishful days.
I like the way you write.
by sputnik » 22 Nov 2015 19:52
by genome » 22 Nov 2015 23:39
by janesdaddy » 23 Nov 2015 02:59
by Ian Herring » 23 Nov 2015 06:53
sputnik Herring, beautiful read as always.
If you could perhaps get to a few more games and continue with your reviews on this portal it would certainly be most appreci8d.
yours,
sputz.
by loyalroyaldaz » 23 Nov 2015 07:13
by John Smith » 23 Nov 2015 09:15
by Snowball136 » 23 Nov 2015 09:18
janesdaddy No love for Lucas Piazon? From the highlights that I saw he looked like he was industrious and energetic. He has scored 3 goals now in ten league matches, almost none of which (if any) he's played a full 90+ minutes in, mostly being subbed on or off. That's not bad. And lately, he's been better than another Chelsea loanee (Hector) who has gone off the boil since October.