|Stuck in a Moment, and Now We Can't Get Out of It!|
Written by oldbarrackdan on Sunday, 21st Jan 2018 11:13
Yesterday's result at the Macron against Bolton and the subsequent press conference with Mick McCarthy reminds me of the U2 song- Stuck in a Moment. Marcus Evans:
You've got to get yourself together
Firstly I am not at all surprised by us only getting a draw at Bolton, my lack of surprise comes from five-plus years of watching my beloved Ipswich Town, managed by the no-longer-beloved Mick McCarthy.
For the first half of Mick's tenure everything went swimmingly, and most Town fans would admit that despite the scepticism of the quality of football, we were succeeding, we made progress, we were competitive in the Championship and winning more than we were losing.
The problem is the last two years or so have seen us no longer being competitive, no longer winning more than we we are losing and the fans have very much fallen out of love with going to watch Ipswich Town.
I don't think it is all Mick's fault by any stretch of the imagination, as the lack of investment in the right players at the right time has to be placed squarely at those running the club.
What is Mick's fault is the way he sets us up to play, the way he worries so much about how the other team is going to play, the way he plays players out of position, the way we struggle to win many away games and the way he continually shows contempt towards his own fans.
And this is where we are stuck in a moment, yesterday's comments from Mick clearly say to me he is off in the summer. He has been criticising fans a few times this season, yesterday collectively for an isolated comment that he thought fans would find the Gleeson signing "underwhelming".
Well, fans will always have opinions on new signings, but the manager should back himself when he signs a player and not go digging at fans based on that player having a decent 45 minutes.
The other comment about thinking we are still thinking we have Sir Bobby in charge is ridiculous. What is wrong with fans wanting us to go to Bolton to try and win the game? Aren't we supposed to be chasing the play-offs? Draws aren't enough, does he not realise it?
Sadly Mick is now playing the hard done by card, and we are facing another wasted season languishing in mid-table. Marcus is now stuck in a moment and he can't get out of it, he won't sack Mick as he knows he's doing a reasonable but unspectacular job, and Mick won't resign as he is too stubborn.
The fans can't enjoy watching their team as we are stuck in mid-table, and the players are stuck in limbo with contract negotiations as they know a new man is probably coming in the summer to rebuild the team. If Mick left now the new man would have very little time to change anything.
There is no doubting that Mick can 'do a job on a tight budget' and there is no doubting that some of his signings, be it free transfers or small fees have been terrific bits of business, but for every Martyn Waghorn there's a Frank Nouble or a Leon Best.
Marcus, you gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight because Mick is going nowhere... until the end of the season!
Roll on the summer, and I hope I hope we can say later will be better. The next managerial appointment is huge for the future of our great club. COYB.
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