Simon Barnes, respected sports scribe at the Times, regards the
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Sorry Simon. The rugger boys are dirty filthy tarts compared to Southend United, they're the girl at school who rubbed your thigh and gave you a massive stiffy then ran out the room screaming, "I'm not touching that horrible thing". (What, only me?)
This is the team that ran Leeds off the park, a team 30 seconds from beating the Borient at Birdbrain Road, a team that won it's last game 3-0 many miles from home, a team that 48 hours ago I spent 72 quid to follow them to Crewe, Carlisle and Liverpool and back, a team that I'm returning from much needed R&R in Morocco a day early so I don't miss the next home game, a team that follows this all up with a performance of Millwall type horror.
Oh well, at least we got a point this time. 11 points are three less than I wanted from February but it sets it up for March and a massive match at home to
I was in Cheltenham at four after a three hour coach trip from Victoria on one of my legendary one pound funfares but sadly it was diet cokes in the local Weatherspoons with the daughter as the no drinking/nul points weight watchers con had till Sunday to go and where they had several delicious ales on tap to make me suffer further. 72 very long hours to go!
Got to the ground early to see the team warming up and impressed by the new away end stand with only a fifth of what would end up a 600-odd strong Blue support. In their version of the East Stand there were 40 plus teenagers, a couple with
The game started similar to the debacle at the Den as
After that the half was seen out with Blues seeming unable to try the simple short ball on the ground, the conditions were screaming out for these tactics, mixing long balls down the wing for the wingers to chase, or the centre for poor Barnard to try and win in the air, he was fouling a lot though, while Walker has a dodgy first touch, with tougher balls through the middle of the park which were picked out with ease by a Cheltenham midfield who couldn't believe they were playing a top six side. Don't worry Tilly will have a word at half time. Blimey, it must have been the guy who talked to the
It was poor, maybe the wind was worse than I thought it was from the safety of the stand, but several Darryl kicks or Francis passes ended up in row Z, while Marky and Black struggled, changing wings to little effect. Mac had one of his worst games for the club as well as another unnecessary booking. We just couldn't get going.
It was getting to the stage where you started to think you'd take a point when on 74 minutes, after the first serious Blues pressure since the opening quarter, a desperate half clearance found the gem that is Nick Bailey, who passed the ball into the net from around the penalty spot and off the inside of the keepers left hand post.
Still the passing went astray, however, we could have mugged the points when in the last minute of the allotted three minutes injury time, we were awarded a free-kick 30 yards out. Mulgrew again shaped up for a shot al la Hartlepool but this time found Mac on the left who hit a low hard pass that evaded all the Blue shirts by inches. When Clarkey turned to get the ball back in the six yard box a winner still looked on but the ref blew for full time. If only a certain ref in East
A feeling of a point won as I heard some excellent blues music from a pub called The Cotswold near the high street. Very welcome it was too for an hour as I sat in the corner with my frigging diet coke as several pints of one of my faves, Wandsworths Bishops Tipple, were being served.
Walking to my daughters smart art deco restaurant, The Daffodil, where she was finishing a long shift as the assistant bar manager, good to know what a media degree and several thousand pounds in student loans gets you nowadays but at least she's working, a lot aren't, through a Cheltenham Friday night high street. (Not wanting to be a London snob but that's quite a surreal thing when your cold stone sober.) There, with bottles of Grahams vintage port at my mercy, my suffering was completed by more endless cups of caffeine to wait for her to clear up. Oh come Sunday afternoon and that swimming pool bar is going to get a hammering, as long as Easy Jet get me there in one piece!
Another pounder back to Victoria at 5.25am waited after walking through a hurricane which was now mixed with rain as I wondered if I was in for a long two months. Transport for Huddersfield and Swindon already arranged along with the April bookings meant I was in for every one of the last 12 matches.
Which Southend was going to turn up as my date for the May prom, final date to be confirmed? The one whose going to slap me around the face screaming for her Mum or the one whose going to give me a real good seeing too behind the bike sheds? With this team, who knows!
Flahavan - 6; As with all the games since his return, not much to do mixed with some awful distribution. Seems more nervous regarding quick throw outs than he used too. A couple of hopeful Cheltenham punts that dipped suddenly got him going backwards and us worried. Did make a signature good low save in the second half.
Francis - 5; No I'm not the chairman of the Lewis Hunt fan club but even the most loyal Francis supporters must have been biting their tongues with this performance. For every good run there were several misplaced passes gifted to the opposition or found there way into the stand. The 'he's a better going forward than Lewis' argument is wearing thin. I don't expect Tilly to change but I believe Lewis has been shabbily treated.
Clarke - 5; Not his best game, through himself at every thing but found an immovable object in Brooker too much for him at times, losing out to him in the air on several occasions while his passing was as bad as several of his team-mates.
Barrett - 6; Oh what do you want me to say about Captain Adam? Committed to the Blues, yes. Gives 110%, yes. Tackling like a terrier, yes. Commanding with partner Clarke, no.
Mulgrew - 6; Frustrating. As good as Hammell with his left peg on occasions, he even made a sublime pass in the first half with his right. Also weighed in with some wonderful tackles breaking down many Robins attacks down the right flank. Then, just as quickly, he's nowhere to be seen, gives the ball away or falls over when he should be defending.
Black - 4; Have we had 'his' game against Hartlepool a few weeks back. I remember one good run in first 45. Had to ask if he was still out there half way through the second half. Tilly agreed, subbing him for Harry, not the greatest of compliments.
Bailey - 8; The usual Nicky show with more energy than I've seen for a while, throwing in a superb equaliser for good measure. Can equal his colleagues in the poor passing department at times but no credit card crunch for him, he's built up enough to last into next season and beyond.
MaCormack - 5; And we needed Nicky to be at the races as Mac certainly was not. Took his frustration out on some unlucky
Gower - 6; Continued his poor form with another shocker which many believed he had have left behind after Yeovil. Gets an extra point for at least looking for the ball but Marky certainly cannot blame the weather. You even thought longingly about the not always brilliant Maher corners after some horrible efforts, though Adam maybe should have done better from one of them. Should learn not to respond to the traditional "F off Gower, you lazy F'er" which will continue to come his way, however unfairly and wrong, while he continues to be one of Tilly's untouchables in this form.
Barnard - 6; The service was so rubbish at times your heart went out for the poor lad. Gave his all but must cut out the needless fouling and keep on the right side of the linesman's flag. There is a line that Lee must find between being a central defenders pain in the ass and giving your opponents several free kicks close to the half way line. I'm confident he will. There are more goals to come from this boy.
Subs: Harrold - 5; Good to see him looking so fit after his tour of
Officials - 5; Seen worse refs but the linesman on our left flank