Stout
Hold onto the ball, Murray!
So, tough schedule, facing the drop zone, one of the best teams in the league march into St. James' Park. We're doomed, right? Wrong. We come out and are clearly the better team (this day). Martins misses a penalty, which would normally have gutted a team, but we're still clearly better than Arsenal. Then we lose our solid central defender Bassong. We're clearly now going to lose, right? Wrong. They score, we score. FU, Arsenal, we're going to come right back at you. We were clearly still in better form. Then we lose ANOTHER central defender. And, while he's trying to shake it off to get back into the game, BAM. Then BAM.
OMMFG!!! Really, God? TWO MFing central defenders injured in ONE match, while we're already injury riddled? Really? I mean, we're going to beat Arsenal, so we have to lose TWO MFing central defenders against one of the most prolific and most creative offensive teams in the league? WTF!
Well, that about does 'er. Looking at the rest of the schedule, we're probably screwed. It'll take guts and luck to stay up now, which is really gutting considering we damn well should have won this one the way we were playing. Two effing central defenders. Good lord.
OMMFG!!! Really, God? TWO MFing central defenders injured in ONE match, while we're already injury riddled? Really? I mean, we're going to beat Arsenal, so we have to lose TWO MFing central defenders against one of the most prolific and most creative offensive teams in the league? WTF!
Well, that about does 'er. Looking at the rest of the schedule, we're probably screwed. It'll take guts and luck to stay up now, which is really gutting considering we damn well should have won this one the way we were playing. Two effing central defenders. Good lord.