OK, so Accrington away, once the little un had been dropped off en route via Rotherham i set off on my merry way over the M62 leaving behind a gloriously beautiful sunny day and headed into the murky greyness that hung over Lancashire. No lie, my partner said that in Chesterfield today it has been lovely and i go to Accrington and the sun doesn't shine. I don't know why it should always be under the cover of greyness but it is pendle witch country after all and maybe they put a curse on the place for experiencing an early case of vctimisation at the assizes.
Anyway, i battled coughing fits, dizzy spells and fatigue all symptomatic of my recent illness and made it into Accrington just before 2pm and i parked up as damn near the ground as anyone will ever get at any game without paying for it. Bloody bonus! ( was gonna say Brucie bonus then but i didn't ). I got out, nipped to the papershop over the road and then made my way for a look around the ground. I walked into the club shop, well, club cupboard as it should be renamed and had a walk round. I literally did walk around myself. I basically entered, did a 360 degree spin on the spot and left and that was all i needed. I did manage to have a netter to the lad who worked in there about how sh*t their ground was compared to ours but he was a good lad, he told me about his trips to Torquay and how he and 6 others did the Plymouth weekend this year.
Anyway, i bought a programme and left to go into the ground. It cost me £17 to stand and i had a brief 'kerfuffle' with the ticket booth guy as i was sure it was £15 but anyway, they got the extra 2 quid out of me and what value for money it was. What an absolute bargain! I passed the catering van where i inhaled the delicious aroma of frazzling animals, what animals were actually inside the things they were selling God only knows but they looked popular. A squirrel burger wouldn't have looked out of place. I walked past the gents public conveniences to gain access to the terrace and thanked The Good Lord that i didn't suffer a chronic bout of poopoo whilst i was there. It was just half a portakabin, in pitch darkness with high steps to get into it. It's a death trap!
I got onto the terrace and in the 5 minutes of quiet contemplation i had looking around the ground whilst i waited for Bengull, Alexgulls and the rest to arrive i had thoughts of suicide on 3 occasions and once thought to myself, "What the f*ck are you doing here Andy? This is mental!".
Then the cavalry arrived and eventually the game got underway, so therefore i'll talk about the game which is what you guys really want to be reading about. We began really brightly forcing a first minute corner and pressing forward but without really creating much. We enjoyed some nice possession and really did move the ball around well at times but we couldn't create that clear cut opening nor could we really test their keeper in that good spell. Accrington battled their way back into the game and put us under some pressure later on in the half, Poke tipping away shot after shot, one a particularly admirable save as i saw the ball swerving in the air and he managed to get a strong block on it. He punced corners and crosses and we escaped.
Second half we had a really good 5 or 10 minute spell where we had a few chances, Bodin fizzed one over from a tight angle and there were claims for penalties, one on Howe who fell in the box under pressure and one on Saah who was clattered into. I've seen the Howe ones given but it wasn't conclusive, the Saah one was a definate penalty. The ref was actually a vagina today and he got a few obvious decisions totally wrong. Again it was to be an unproductive half for us as we huffed and puffed but lacked that confidence and edge to really go for it. The 3 points were there for the taking today as Accrington were just so poor but they nearly nicked it at the death but their 'goal' was ruled out for offside.
POKE: 8 Man of the match, averted everthing that was thrown his way including a real quality save low down to his left. Got lucky with the bounce from a few punches where perhaps he could have caught but overall superb.
OASTLER: 6 Solid enough, got stuck in and made some great challenges.
NICHOLSON: 6 Not as bad as he has been, some really poor deliveries yet again especially from some corners.
SAAH: 8 Solid and dependable and worked well with McDonald and marshalled the back 4.
McDONALD: 7 Showed inexperience which is to be expected but knew his job, battled and competed well and that was enough. Didn't panic about anything.
LATHROPE: 6 Gives the ball away, poor distribution, poor game overall.
MANSELL: 7 Not a bad display, made some important challenges in front of goal.
BODIN: 7 Can see that he is trying, i think part of me accepts that he is young and so chooses the wrong options and part of me knows that he isn't really that good. Either way, today, got into some good positions and all you want him to do is get his head together and run to goal, looks to pass rather than shoot and often wastes brilliant opportunities himself. It's partly a lack of confidence i accept.
JARVIS: 7 Ran around and worked really hard but never really a sniff of a goal. Credit to the team though.
HOWE: 6 Looks a bit disinterested at the moment, showed some frustration and dissent in the second half. Never got a look in at a chance and thoroughly disappointing.
BENYON: 7 Put the work in but limited opportunities.
Can not for the life of me fathom Knills substitutions. Leadbitter was brought on and i've no problem with that. Then he makes no other subs. It's bloody weird. We were playing half decent against a team there for the taking, if we had took a risk and put some pace up there then we could have caused them problems. If we don't take risks ( especially if there is nobody else to come in to the club ) with the players we have in games that pan out like this one did then we can't accumulate enough points i'm afraid. A draw is good but it won't be enough if all we get from now until the end of the season are the odd random draws. We need wins and i strongly believe that today we could have got it if Knill had made all 3 positive substitutions.
Does anyone have a reason why Knill would be doing this with the subs because i find it weird. I'm not having a go i'm just questioning the rationale behind it.
Overall, the performance was far better than i could ever expected but it was against a poor side. These beat Rochdale 3-0 and we capitulated 1-0 at Rochdale the other week so how bad must we be? There were encouraging signs for an away game but with the ones remaining ( Daggers, Northampton, Southend, Morecambe and Gillingham ) i'd say we'd be lucky to get a couple of draws from them never mind a win. Today was a wasted opportunity and i felt that Knill didn't quite understand the severity of the situation. There is no time to wait and see, no time to get things going gradually, he should have slung on all 3 attacking subs and gone for the points in this and if we had lost then so what, we're still in as much brown stuff regardless and now we have to go to the places mentioned above when we can't even score at Accrington or Rochdale and hope to get a win or two. It's just not going to happen. Totally bizarre management IMO.
The problem i saw is the forward players not moving enough or giving the midfielders / defenders options to pass to them. It is very static at times and thus the midfielders have to hang on to the ball or pass it sideways. More activity from the so called attackers needs to be increased 100%, we also need to bring in a couple of strikers. Big f*ck off hulking strikers who can head, plod, get stuck in and bring others into play. Failure to bring strikers in now even at this late stage and we WILL be relegated next month, it's as plain and simple as that.
Oh and the crowd, a pitiful 1,197 of which i reckon 100 were Gulls. Embarrassing. I fully understandthey were a non league club for many years and that they are struggling at the moment but their whole set up is non-progressive and they deserve to back in non league. One thing is for sure, i am NEVER going back there again. Twice is enough. I can't face the morbid suicidal thoughts again!
It was good to get out of the house after being ill even though i've had to pick the little un back up from Rotherham, drive back home to Chesterfield, bath and change the little un and read books about monkeys that live in space and try and get her to bed. I'm knackered, smacked up to my eyeballs on tablets but am i having a beer? Too right i bloody am!!!!

Good to enjoy the company of Ben, Alex and Kirsty ( i think ?

), and i hope Kirsty got herself and the little bairn home to Birmingham ok.
Cheers all!
