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at 12:51 10 Jan 2021
Were there too many injuries?
No. Look who came off the bench.
Was the team sheet leaked?
No. Phil and TWTD are not (read never) to blame for the performance.
Was it a top 6 team?
Most definitely not.
Was there a negative atmosphere in the ground?
Nobody was there.
Did the referee make any game-changing mistakes?
No. He was pretty much anonymous.
So, none of these variables can be applied.
What’s the consistent?
Lambert. The team doesn’t look even remotely ‘managed’.
Promotion is not happening and should this continue, relegation may become an issue.
|Ted Lasso |
at 13:30 20 Dec 2020
Sorry if this has already been covered on here, but anyone else watching it?
|Will Lambert going actually change anything?|
at 15:56 12 Dec 2020
Other than us possibly getting a better manager who can coach the players with more tactics.
But at the end of the day it’s still Evans’ mess and the squad Evans has let take shape over the last 13 years.
Any decent manager would struggle at Ipswich right now.
*I want Lambert gone.
|We’re going to win today. |
at 14:11 5 Dec 2020
The green shoots are shooting.
We’re playing some ‘excellent’ football.
And we have an excellent long-term manager in charge backed by a very capable owner.
Time to go over the top lads and face the enemy...
|The 'be careful what you wish for' reference|
at 21:17 3 Dec 2020
When MM said this, I understood it to mean that he (Mick McCarthy) was the difference between us falling ever further. That if he were gone, the lack of investment, the poor infrastructure of the club and the direction we were headed would accelerate our demise because he was working wonders on a shoestring.
So for Evans to quote this in his statement is utterly bizarre and reflects more on our owner than the supporters.
|Funeral Blues - W H Auden|
at 20:38 3 Dec 2020
Someone asked the other day what a Netflix show about Ipswich should be called...reading the latest news from the club Funeral Blues would be perfect.
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
I really hope we can come back one day but I feel like we're being driven over the cliff.
|Just awful. |
at 20:30 1 Dec 2020
This is devoid of quality and entertainment.
We are a shell of the club we used to be.
|Not sure what's more depressing...|
at 19:57 1 Dec 2020
iFollow attempting replays of 'chances' that are nowhere near a goal, or the fact we have lost possession again by the time these have finished being shown.
|I feel an Evans ‘open letter to the fans’ coming on...|
at 12:24 25 Nov 2020
Telling us to hang in there during these tough times and to stick together. COVID, injuries, budget, better days...it’ll all be in there.
Paul Lambert can’t buy us a beer.
We can’t rename any more parts of the ground after former players.
There’s no more PR to be spun.
Somewhere in the world, there’s a billionaire’s assistant hashing out a ‘heartfelt’ letter to the people who do actually care. It’s that time of year.
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