Basic unprofessionalism has cost us dear. In this most mundane of premiership campaigns the title has never seemed so winnable by a team with a modicum of organisation. A late penalty against Liverpool , and the final minutes seen out without conceding, gives 3 points instead of 1. But no, panic and amateur defending ruin things. A four goal lead held onto gives 3 points instead of 1. But no, petulance leads to a red card and a collapse follows. A two nil half time lead held onto gives 1 or 3 points instead of 0. But no, a lackadaisical second half ends in disaster. A decent goalkeeper doesn’t concede soft goal at home and 3 points don’t turn into 1. A decent goalkeeper doesn’t come running out of his box and…you get the general idea. This team are like a butterfingered oaf, dropping the metaphorical ball at the crucial moment time and again. And that’s the frustration. A little more focus, ability, just plain professional pride and we are leading the table; the cream of the crap...
Victoria Concordia Crescit and that