What an absolute shambles. Nothing else can be used to describe what I and 4107 other Posh fans witnessed yesterday, apart from the usual expletives. Never in my Posh supporting life have I seen a team less capable of winning a football match, mainly because of the clown who still wants to pick the team, make the changes and play anyone he feels like in any position he feels like. Never in my life have I felt quite so embarrassed watching Posh, because lets face it, Hull City werent up to much either. The difference was that they had some sort of game plan, a shape to their side, and players who looked capable of passing to team mates.

The tactics, team selection, formation, strategy - everything at present about Posh is wrong. We have been spoon fed the excuses about injuries, unavailability, roadworks and kids going back to school until we are blue in the face, yet at the same time players are being loaned elsewhere (and doing well), we still have possibly the largest playing squad in the division, the fastest dwindling attendances in the division, and a player in Andy Legg who has probably played in the most positions in the Division. In fact, Mr Legg will soon be able to write his very own Kama Sutra of lower league football, such is his wide range of talents on a football field.

I watched as Legg once again bombed forward in hope of a long ball being delivered from the 3 missile launchers that call themselves centre halves, and all too often found himself further forward than any other Posh player, but usually without the ball, therefore putting added pressure on his midfield comrades who were finding it hard to control matters. Legg went awol far too many times again.

Posh started the game brightly and took the lead with a mis-hit from Callum Willock, who was set free by a Thompson through ball, outpaced both centre halves and wrong footed the keeper with his scuffed effort which trickled into the bottom corner. Blimey, we all thought, decent start to the game. Only for my wise old father-in-law to announce in his infinite wisdom that Posh had scored far too early. Right as usual.

Posh played the next 80 odd minutes playing lets get everyone behind the ball, failing to control the game, and having no one to aim forward passes at. Nothing new there then. Thompson and Sonner tried hard in the midfield areas, but all too often had nothing to aim at, and whilst the few little spells of possession looked nice and pretty, it didnt get us anywhere.

Willock soon showed he wasnt anywhere near match fit when trying to hold off Junior Lewis and ending up limping off. On came Andy Clarke, and the clouds of doom started to gather. Clarke no longer possesses the ability to last more than 20 minutes, and whilst he will chase and harry, his first touch has long since gone and all too often he wastes decent opportunities. He was presented with the chance to put Posh 2 up when wriggling into space on the penalty spot but he delayed the shot and it was blocked by Joseph.

Why Posh continue to belt the ball forward from three cumbersome centre halves up to a man who will flick on when his partner has come for a knock down, or knock down when his partner has come for the flick is beyond me. Platt may be a hard palyer to mark as he wins most headers, but no one actually has the slightest clue where these headers are going. We dont get midfielders rushing beyond the strikers to link up (although we do get Legg bombing blindly into the box when the ball is 100 yards away), so Clarke was all too often picked off easily and possession went straight back to Hull. They were happy to keep the ball for long preiods and pick off killer passes.

One such piece of quick thinking after a Rea foul led to the equaliser - a quickly taken free kick before a single Posh player had realised what was going on, an unmarked header and its 1-1. The game was lost in that precise moment. Posh were defeated already, and it was a matter of time until Hull took the points.

Surprisingly, this didnt happen until the second half, when Posh turned up for their spanking and offered nothing in return. This was an embarrassing performance, not just from the players, but from the management team. I looked across to the bench to see what they were going to do as Hull finally took the lead with another unmarked header, this time from Carl Cort's brother Leon, who I spotted making his run to the back post long before anyone in a blue shirt did, and hung my head in shame as Tyler came for and missed the ball. I looked across to see Fry standing in his suit (what happened to the XXL Posh shirt of a couple of weeks ago?) waving a piece of paper around, running up and down the steps. Semple and Woodhouse were stripping off to come and and help out on the pitch, but minutes later both of them had their sweatshirts back on and were sat on the bench again.

Why was Woodhouse even on the subs bench anyway - surely if he could play, he should have started. But no, that would have meant Legg dropping out of midfield. Not possible.

Not long after, I looked across again and saw Gould sitting down, head in hands, a defeated man. What had gone on between him and Fry now? No matter what, Gould was offering no assistance or direction to his teams sad effort out on the pitch.

Semple and Woodhouse were brought on soon after. Great, I thought, a positive move. Take off a centre half, go 442 with a proper winger, and get Woodhouse on for Legg in midfield. How wrong I was, and how everyone gapsed in disbelief when Platt trudged off - the only man in the team who had the slightest chance of putting his head on to a Semple cross. At least I was right about replacing a centre half. Rea was the choice, and he was certainly no better or no worse that other 2.

Poshs centre halves are big strong men, good in the air, and pretty damned tough. But not one of them is any good once turned. There is no one in the back line who can play the way you need one of the centre backs to play - dropping out and reading the game, and the answer does not remain elsewhere in our large squad. Plummer looks to be exactly what we already had in Ireland, and that wasnt what we needed. A severe clear out is needed to free up some funds to pay a decent defender's wages.

Posh went to a 433 system with Legg, Clarke and Semple as the 3 strikers. Yes, Legg, centre forward. Surprising therefore that boot after boot after boot upfield didnt find its target, and Hull happily played possession and counter attack football, and extended their lead with Elliott scoring his second with a well timed run from midfield. At 3-1 it was painful to watch and many Posh fans left to get an early dinner, and missed the late goal from Clarke - a close range header from Semples perfect cross. But it was all too late. The score suggests an exciting close game, but in truth Posh were awful, devoid of ideas and the formation change and choice of presonnel suggests a split in the management team, which has been rumoured for a few weeks now, and smacks of panic, as do the excuses the manager is already making for another unaccpetable season ahead.

I do think the return of Newton, Farrell and Burton to the team will make a big difference, but I would like to see Logan treated far better, as for me he was our best striker last season, and the stats support this when he played up front with Willock. Why has he been farmed out - is there a hidden agenda?

We all have our own personal opinions on matters, but for me the continuance of Legg and Platt in the team is nothing but negative. Booting the ball up to the big man is not working, and isnt the slightest bit entertaining either. We are being served up rubbish, which is why crowds are dwindling, nothing to do with roadworks for Christs sake! Playing 532 at home is negative and whilst it can grind out results away from home, you cant control a game in the way you need to to be positive at home.

The return of Gareth Jellyman at left wing back after having had his bags packed for him opens up another debate about the way things are managed down at London Road, and I should imagine Ahmed Deen has something to say on that matter.

But Legg, a central midfielder? A striker? And man of the match from the sponsors? Good grief.

Posh are heading for a drastic drop towards the bottom of the league, and we are not the worst team in this league by a long way, but poor management in terms of team selection and formation, tactics and substitutions continue to unsettle matters at Posh. Couple that with decreasing support all the time, and the continuing uncertainty about the clubs general welfare and long term future, and matches like this bring it all home to roost. Posh are in a big dirty mess, and there doesnt appear to be any light at the end of the tunnel.