Quote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 10:43:45 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:16:00 AMTo compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.Ahhhhh, good ol' Thames Valley Plod. They love visiting footy supporters down their way, yes siree Bob. They were quite lucky it didn't kick off, in all honesty. The guy in front of me was about 6ft8 and he was really having a go, but the copper just turned a blind eye. I guess if you're short then it's inevitable the police will feel free to abuse you.
Quote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:16:00 AMTo compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.Ahhhhh, good ol' Thames Valley Plod. They love visiting footy supporters down their way, yes siree Bob.
To compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.
What's the difference between a triangle and Aston Villa? A triangle has 3 points.
Quote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:53:27 AMQuote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 10:43:45 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:16:00 AMTo compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.Ahhhhh, good ol' Thames Valley Plod. They love visiting footy supporters down their way, yes siree Bob. They were quite lucky it didn't kick off, in all honesty. The guy in front of me was about 6ft8 and he was really having a go, but the copper just turned a blind eye. I guess if you're short then it's inevitable the police will feel free to abuse you.Was all this going on inside or outside the ground, TV? Either way, it sounds like it put the rotten proverbial on top of your thoroughly shite 'match day experience'.
Quote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 11:13:24 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:53:27 AMQuote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 10:43:45 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:16:00 AMTo compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.Ahhhhh, good ol' Thames Valley Plod. They love visiting footy supporters down their way, yes siree Bob. They were quite lucky it didn't kick off, in all honesty. The guy in front of me was about 6ft8 and he was really having a go, but the copper just turned a blind eye. I guess if you're short then it's inevitable the police will feel free to abuse you.Was all this going on inside or outside the ground, TV? Either way, it sounds like it put the rotten proverbial on top of your thoroughly shite 'match day experience'.Outside. Looking at it with different glasses on, it would actually have made a pretty good sitcom - Outnumbered, that kind of thing. Just about everything that could have gone wrong did, but as the nice old bloke behind me said at the end, 'at least Villa played well'.Apologies for the rant and the language. I wasn't best pleased.
Quote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 11:22:05 AMQuote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 11:13:24 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:53:27 AMQuote from: auntiesledd on August 16, 2017, 10:43:45 AMQuote from: Tugby Villain on August 16, 2017, 10:16:00 AMTo compound matters, Villa hadn't sent my tickets down to Reading, so I missed the first 30 minutes while the useless muppets in their ticket office strolled around and informed me I couldn't have bought them. Ended up being seperated from my mate as we were given random tickets. Then found it was a duplicate, so three other blokes also had a ticket for my seat. And being treated like a criminal by the police (told to 'shut up' etc.) didn't exactly help.Villa ticket office has been a fucking joke this season. Whoever the fuck is in charge there needs a P45, they're clearly incompetant.Ahhhhh, good ol' Thames Valley Plod. They love visiting footy supporters down their way, yes siree Bob. They were quite lucky it didn't kick off, in all honesty. The guy in front of me was about 6ft8 and he was really having a go, but the copper just turned a blind eye. I guess if you're short then it's inevitable the police will feel free to abuse you.Was all this going on inside or outside the ground, TV? Either way, it sounds like it put the rotten proverbial on top of your thoroughly shite 'match day experience'.Outside. Looking at it with different glasses on, it would actually have made a pretty good sitcom - Outnumbered, that kind of thing. Just about everything that could have gone wrong did, but as the nice old bloke behind me said at the end, 'at least Villa played well'.Apologies for the rant and the language. I wasn't best pleased.Was Steve Bruce sitting behind you ?
Thought I'd give it until this morning to give my two pence worth, too angry when I got in last night.The Villa, for me, are akin to a beautiful woman who I love with all my heart and always will. I have done for decades. I spend lots of money on her and go away with her every weekend, where I lavish yet more money and time on her.My friends think I'm delusional for this.She makes me sad, mad and angry but I still love her.She in turn couldn't give two shits about my devotion but only wants me for my money and makes no effort to even look nice anymore.
Quote from: Five Villa Tattoos on August 16, 2017, 12:34:02 PMThought I'd give it until this morning to give my two pence worth, too angry when I got in last night.The Villa, for me, are akin to a beautiful woman who I love with all my heart and always will. I have done for decades. I spend lots of money on her and go away with her every weekend, where I lavish yet more money and time on her.My friends think I'm delusional for this.She makes me sad, mad and angry but I still love her.She in turn couldn't give two shits about my devotion but only wants me for my money and makes no effort to even look nice anymore.We're a shit club now and the only impressive thing that's left about Villa is the supporters
Quote from: Chico Hamilton III on August 16, 2017, 12:39:00 PMQuote from: Five Villa Tattoos on August 16, 2017, 12:34:02 PMThought I'd give it until this morning to give my two pence worth, too angry when I got in last night.The Villa, for me, are akin to a beautiful woman who I love with all my heart and always will. I have done for decades. I spend lots of money on her and go away with her every weekend, where I lavish yet more money and time on her.My friends think I'm delusional for this.She makes me sad, mad and angry but I still love her.She in turn couldn't give two shits about my devotion but only wants me for my money and makes no effort to even look nice anymore.We're a shit club now and the only impressive thing that's left about Villa is the supportersCouldn't agree more Chico.
Thought I'd give it until this morning to give my two pence worth, too angry when I got in last night.Sorry to go all Swiss Tony but:The Villa, for me, are akin to a beautiful woman who I love with all my heart and always will. I have done for decades. I spend lots of money on her and go away with her every weekend, where I lavish yet more money and time on her.My friends think I'm delusional for this.She makes me sad, mad and angry but I still love her.She in turn couldn't give two shits about my devotion but only wants me for my money and makes no effort to even look nice anymore.
We ought to have really scored with the Green chance and after that, stopped pressing.Reading have a way of playing, they’re nowhere near good enough to execute it the way Stam would like and that is by and large due to their personnel. Chief weakness is their back 5, none of whom are comfortable on the ball under pressure, as nobody in this league is good enough to beat the press.Instead of playing three up top we adopted a 4411, which soon became 10 players in our own half and poor old Hogan somewhere doing an impression of Tom Hanks on a desert island. The least we could do is get him a volley ball and some paint so he can draw himself a face and a friend for company. Green became an auxiliary full back, as did Thor. De Laet and Taylor tucked in, to the point they became very narrow and in fairness, the gap for Reading was none existent. I presume there was a fear of Barrow, but fear gripped the way the side retreated full stop first half.You must, categorically must, play a three or a two up top and have your front 3 or 4 press their back four, as McShane and co. are not Man bloody City or Barca, they’re jobbing 2nd division muck who will, if under no pressure, be capable of switching a ball side to side. You must have your midfield push onto their deep lying midfielder and make them do what they did not want to last season, which is look for the long diagonal. Make it a percentage ball.We did not do any of that, we let them have it, get comfortable, build confidence. Yes they only had two chances, one of which was from a blatant foul on Hourihane, but momentum in sport is key. They had it, as ineffectual as they were and we had the wrong kind.Second half was worse. The first goal De Laet gets caught out, as he presses on his own into the wing position and they’re in behind. The goal was hugely unfortunate, the Reading player is crossing the ball back towards the edge of the box. The second however is criminal.We’ve adopted a quasi zonal/ man marking system and to have a player unmarked 8 yards out, pass it to a player3 yards out is shocking. A good goal from us, but you sensed it was that false hope we sometimes like to provide. Green went close mind. But 5 minutes of a game, although enough to win you a European Cup, is not usually enough time to do anything at all.Hourihane should be in and around the opposition box. He can and will score goals. Its no use being deeper than the Mariana Trench.It’s a confidence thing with Green, he’s powerful and direct. When picking the ball up somewhere close to the box, where he should, he has an effect. Hacking the ball to nobody 20 yards from our goal and he looks poor. Whelan looks off since his ill fated dummy at Hull.Hogan, we may as well not bother if we’re not getting close.Terry isn’t doing all the snidey parts of the game that I thought he would. There’s nothing wrong defensively, but its not clear whether this is impacting Chester whose form the past two games has been rank. That can happen I suppose.The biggest worry is that we lack a template or an identity as to how we’re going to go about winning this game. Its hard to see that changing away from home.