You will struggle to find me critical of a Villa manager on here since the Bolton defeat in April 2012.But I'm done with him. Smith can go tonight and he can take Terry with him.While we are at it, they should take all this Part of the Pride shit down. Serving up this tripe on the pitch surrounded by 20 foot high banners talking about Pride is laughable and embarrassing.
Quote from: Ads on July 09, 2020, 10:18:32 PMI'll caveat my comments with an apology for repeating myself.I thought we'd lose, but I expected a defeat like Sunday. Competitive.I felt we got a performance at the start. Energy, pressing, having a go, creating openings, putting good balls in.Then we're cheated. No ifs or buts. Cheated by a fat c*** like Moss. And I went fucking spare. Absolutely mental. My wife gave up telling me to stop swearing, I called my old man up and went fucking barmy down the phone. Livid does not cut it.But we weren't. We weren't angry, we were meek. Soft. Accepting our fate. And that is inexcusable and unforgivable. If that shirt means anything or your professional pride counts for a jot, you do not fucking react like we did.Mings- the defending was appalling. Grealish, the samecriminal schoolboy cowardice. Do not turn your back you twat, you get fucking hit. But you don't. You bottle it and let that odious wanker Pogba pick his spot.I am infuriated with how passive we were, how stand offish how utterly fucking craven we were. What happens on Sunday if it doesn't go our way? Fucking hell Villa.Weak and I cannot abide that. I'll accept not being good enough (to a point), but I cannot accept surrendering. Ever.Have to tip my cap to this. Sums them up perfectly. I was so angry with the pen but that was nothing compared to how angry I was at the reaction of our players. Someone should have been screaming in the face of Fernandez "you cheating bastard" But nothing but a bit of arm waving at the ref. There's a soft underbelly there that's very hard to take.
I'll caveat my comments with an apology for repeating myself.I thought we'd lose, but I expected a defeat like Sunday. Competitive.I felt we got a performance at the start. Energy, pressing, having a go, creating openings, putting good balls in.Then we're cheated. No ifs or buts. Cheated by a fat c*** like Moss. And I went fucking spare. Absolutely mental. My wife gave up telling me to stop swearing, I called my old man up and went fucking barmy down the phone. Livid does not cut it.But we weren't. We weren't angry, we were meek. Soft. Accepting our fate. And that is inexcusable and unforgivable. If that shirt means anything or your professional pride counts for a jot, you do not fucking react like we did.Mings- the defending was appalling. Grealish, the samecriminal schoolboy cowardice. Do not turn your back you twat, you get fucking hit. But you don't. You bottle it and let that odious wanker Pogba pick his spot.I am infuriated with how passive we were, how stand offish how utterly fucking craven we were. What happens on Sunday if it doesn't go our way? Fucking hell Villa.Weak and I cannot abide that. I'll accept not being good enough (to a point), but I cannot accept surrendering. Ever.
3 nil flattered us.Mings, Mcginn and Grealish all pathetic.Had it with Smith; 2 points from 30.
A few have all ready gone, it could get ugly.