Posh 0 - 1 Bristol City
Attendance 4,227 (3694 Posh!) (533 City)
By B P
Back at the beginning of August The Posh turned in probably one of their best performances of the last three seasons at London Road when they demolished the Bees 3-0 since then we have been steamrolled out of the Carling Cup by MK Dons, lose by the odd goal v Hudds Town and earn a point v Blackpool in a match that was described as ‘the worst football match I have ever witnessed” by my Dad so the visit of below par Bristol City gave us an excellent opportunity to redress the balance and secure another 3 points at home.I
In front of another piss poor crowd, the Posh produced another miserable display of football and were deservedly beaten by a team that has been in the bottom 4 for most of the season so far. Our football was woeful at times, in truth Bristol weren't a lot better but they organised themselves well, defended deep when they had to and scored a good goal on the break, our tactics are questionable. I should really say 'tactic' - because we only appear to have one - lump the ball forward in the hope that Platt manages to head it and someone manages to get on the end of it on this afternoon like future games it simply dosen't work if the opposition play a sweeper, however even that was despensed with when Bristol realised that their two center backs had our lads in their pockets. A decent contingent of some 500 Cider men had made the long trip over to contribute to The Posh’s worst home attendance of the season so far - After a murky start in the Fens the sun was shining as the game started both sides played with each other for the first ten minutes with Posh looking the more brighter though to be fair both back fours calling the shots, City’s Capt Coles was up for it big time deciding the only way he could stop our two skyscrapers was to play football with your elbow first then your head, on more than one occasion he caught Constantine who unlike his fellow striking partner was actually jumping for the ball, smack on the snout, Ray Hankin or Jim Hall would have took a deep breath wiped ones blood stained snot on ones cuff and seeked retribution, not our Leon 7 mins on his back with Cold water, ice, j cloths and the occasional sip of Lucozade didn’t seem to stem the avalanche of blood and mucous cascading down his mush….we were always going to suffer from there on in, then we had Honeypott Platt complaining of a tight chest to the bench which seemed to be greeted with the concern that you would normally give to Bin Laden with piles, someone threw a Ventolin inhaler into the technical area only for Gould to pick up and puff on frantically in a vain attempt to entertain the Main Stand faithful. Nowt much happened for the next 30 mins and believe me it didn’t until the ref blew for a Pen…again Constantine had been attacked this time by Smiffy who obviously is a fan of old Bruce Lee movies, while Showler is sorting out the 25 cracked ribs their GK gets info about Woodys Pen kicks..30 secs later pen saved. The second half was about as bad a performance by our team as I have witnessed in recent years, though I’m not blaming them, they are void of any motivation, organistation and knowing what they’re supposed to do, which isn’t surprising as today I sat 1m away from the Posh management area, no dialogue between the manager and the coach ALL FOOKIN game, at one point Fry wanted to bring on Faz and he told Gaffa to tell Gould what he wanted to do although they are as we know only 6ft apart, pathetic,,,,grow up girls. Their goal was predictable, Faz made a good run down the right wing kicking toward the London Rd End decided to not cut inside and unleash one rather play safe and cross to a Bristol Player two passes later we were 1-0 down Man of the Match? A difficult call, seeing as nobody in a Blue shirt really stood out. The Enclosure official nomination was new boy Plummer, and at the time I must admit I laughed when THE POTTON KNOB HEAD made the announcement. But thinking about it subsequently, I have come to the same conclusion. Whilst some of his clearances were abysmal (in so far as they rarely found a team-mate) he did produce some good tackles and blocks Newts wasn't far behind although he didn't really stand out, and both Woodhouse and Rea when he became our right winger for the last 10mins had their moments. As for the rest - nowt to write home about really. So after the euphoria of our recent ‘fifth position’, a dose of reality was injected as a result of this defeat. Being objective - our style of football has been suspect and the standard has been poor, I'm not sure if the old boy at the top really knows what the fook is going on, one things for sure folk are voting with there feet and who can blame them, the entertainment as it has been for too long is pants....the joys of being a Posh fan. Cya in Swindon, will you fook.Click here to return to the match reports section