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The "do they mean us?" thread pt 3

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justfoxes

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22 hours ago, Koke said:

So that's Harry Kane and now Marcus Rashford who has scored the most goals against us. Without looking is guess Chris Wood and Zaha also have great scoring record against us. 

 

 

He called us a BIG Premier League clash does that mean we’re now a big 6 ??😉

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1 minute ago, Fox in the North said:

I don’t mind that opinion in a way, he clearly admits he’s got major sour grapes so it’s no wonder when he goes on a biased rant.

Like our fans have anything to moan about, our gammons are frothing at the mouth about a Burnley keeper taking a bit too long at a goal kick.

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3 minutes ago, Ric Flair said:

Hahahaaa have Brentford and Maddison got previous, I don't think I've ever seen a team before riled up by an opposition player without a huge incident than yesterday. Social media is awash with abuse hahahaaa

Seems to be the case. An incident at Griffin park when he was at Norwich, apparently had an absolute worldie of a game and gave the Brentford fans some shit.

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7 minutes ago, Ric Flair said:

Hahahaaa have Brentford and Maddison got previous, I don't think I've ever seen a team before riled up by an opposition player without a huge incident than yesterday. Social media is awash with abuse hahahaaa

 

scored a stunner

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3 minutes ago, ClaphamFox said:

How many saves did Schmeichel have to make yesterday? For a team that seems utterly convinced they deserved to win, they didn't seem to create many chances.

They had more shots in total but less shots on target than us - 15 to our 10, 5 to our 6


Slightly more possession - 54%

 

A slightly higher xG - 1.06 to our 0.94, they only had an xG of 0.29 in the 2nd half

 

For all the “they dominated the game” they did barely anything dangerous with it, just lumped it forward or in the box

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TAFKA Castroneves

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It’s a funny dynamic for us now, years of being the underdogs we used to get a lot of that more biased support from the media, especially the title winning season and the European adventure that followed.

 

Amazing to think we’ve shifted now to being a more elite club that has the Brighton’s, Brentford’s etc as the underdogs, there was a time not so long ago we’d have been equals in stature. Remarkable progress! 🦊 

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18 minutes ago, urban.spaceman said:

lol 

 

 

 

 

New Liverpool. Total victim culture up there. 
 

How about the sponsorship deal is a Championship team level investment into a club who earned their current success and not bought by a disgusting regime.

 

This must be satire or just plain stupidity from them.

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25 minutes ago, urban.spaceman said:

lol 

 

 

 

 

Winning a few games including the League, the FA Cup, qualifying for Europe and not buying expensive shitty players but one's that have added value helps.

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4 hours ago, davieG said:

Roll up. Roll up. Get your sour grapes and injustice here.

https://nickbruzonslastword.wordpress.com/2021/10/25/roll-up-roll-up-get-your-sour-grapes-and-injustice-here/

 

Monday morning. Half-term. Brentford very much schooled by Leicester City in the dark arts of football yesterday afternoon. A 2-1 defeat for the Bees at Lionel Road one which left a very empty feeling in the pit of the stomach at full time. Whereas we’d walked off with heads held high after battering Chelsea last week, this time the Bees were undone by the midfield axis of James Maddison and Simon Hooper. The player spending so much time whispering sweet nothings into the referee’s ear, one can only presume his eventual substitution was in order to go and run a warm bath for the pair of them to share. If ever Gareth Southgate needs somebody to gob off to the ref then Maddison is a sure fire selection to add to his solitary England cap. The only time he wasn’t prodding Mr. Hooper, he was busy going arse over tit in a style that suggested the poor man’s Jack Grealish was playing in carpet slippers. Not even Linda Lovelace went down that often.  There was no irony lost in his sole contribution to actual football being the winning goal. As JJ (of goal inducing bladder fame) nailed it afterwards in his always succinct style, “If ever the phrase ‘an utter fanny’ was invented for a footballer then it’s him.” Cripes, even hearing the scoreline from Manchester United in the pub afterwards failed to raise flagging spirits. Liverpool breaking Terry Christian’s heart but failing to complete a bracketing that 5-0 up after 50 minutes and playing ten men suggested might be in the offing.

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Instead, the only 7(seven) we got was time added on in the second half at Lionel Road. The bizarre thing being that the Leicester City players only seemed to be injured when they were ahead. Sorry, only seemed to be ‘injured’. At 0-0 and 1-1 the game was fast flowing and attacking. Yet whenever they had the lead, the visitors collapsed with an ease and regularity that suggested Fred Dibnah had taken over as Leicester head coach. 

Or if not the champion steeplejack, perhaps Brice Samba. Such was the time wasting, gamesmanship and general flow disruption that only years in the Premier League can teach you. Oh, if only Mr Hooper had been wise to it. Alas not. Too busy exchanging phone numbers with Maddison, I suppose. We’d been worried about him going in to this game and came out of it no happier. Another hugely frustrating performance from the man in the middle but you can’t blame Leicester manager Brendan Rodgers for having his team play like this if the ref was going to allow it.

  Post match interviews with the BBC’s Lauren Moore

Brentford came out of the traps flying and picked up where we left off against Chelsea. Surely a goal would come? Surely? There it was but the offside flag ruled out an early opener from Ivan Toney. There was no need even for VAR but it did, at least, give hope that we’d kick on.

This, after Pontus had been denied an early penalty for thrusting the side of his face into the outstretched fist of goalkeeper Kasper Schmeichel rather than guiding the ball into the net. Draw your own conclusions….

 
Eventually the goal did come. Not as expected though. The Bees undone by a rare incursion into their half from the visitors and an absolute howitzer from Youri Tielemans. The player, a midfielder who does know what it is to be picked for regular international duty, showed all his ability and skill with about as wonderful a goal as you will see. My. Word. What a hit. What a strike. It’s probably still moving even now. Sometimes, one just has to doff the hat and say, ‘Bravo, sir”.

It was a wonder goal that left David Raya no chance. All the early pressure from Brentford undone in an instant. The stream of injuries and ref chat which then followed disrupting any form of attempt to get back in to the game. The Bees desperately missing Vitaly Janelt in the centre. His return cannot come soon enough. Bryan and Ivan linking well but neither able to trouble Schmeichel with the final touch, one Toney header aside.

Half time came and went. Brentford back out and on top. Attacking the East stand after the dirty trick of ‘changing ends’ had been pulled following the coin toss pre kick-off. Yet despite it all, we were level on the hour. Zanka the man who managed to evade to the flying fists and flick home a corner. 1-1. Lionel Road erupted. Scores level. Bees on top and pushing for the winner. Here we go. Here. We. Go. Pressure rewarded. A goal scored and only one possible outcome from this point. Or so we thought…

Football. The game we love. The game that kicks us in the nuts time and again. This time it was the turn of Leicester City to be the ones breaking our collective hearts. Tielmans and the hero of Moscow, Patson Daka, teaming up to catch the Bees on the break. Ripping us a new one with electric pace and there he was. None other than panto villain Maddison to restore their lead, despite the best efforts of David Raya. 2-1 up. The goal deserved with the Bees so focused on breaking forward, we’d been exposed across the rest of the pitch. The visitors picking their moment to strike and what a clinical way to do so. Maddison leaving the field shortly afterwards. He may aswell have worn a cape, top hat and twirled his moustache. Instead, he applauded first his own fans and the Brentford faithful behind the goal.

Despite the final fifteen minutes and prolonged period of time added on, there was little could be done. Foxes back in their hole and the door bolted. Ultimately, doing exactly what they needed to and despite the clear frustrations from all around the ground, nothing more than ‘job completed’. Regardless of the means. A third win on the bounce following those against Manchester Untied and Spartak. Another defeat for the Bees against wily opposition. The absence of Wissa, Baptiste, Josh Dasilva and the aforementioned Janelt wrecking our midfield but still a game where we walked out feeling mugged. Experience at this level definitely something in short supply and, perhaps, another lesson in the fact that nice guys finish last.

Sometimes, a bit more guile needed. If the refs are going to be like this then play to them rather than any moral code. The sole consolation being the sight of Pontus ploughing through James Maddison with impunity later in the second half. But nice though the moment was, and it was, brief smiles don’t win games. Goals do. And on this occasion, Leicester City did just what they needed.    

Ok. So this is full of sour grapes today. I readily admit that. Despite the need to be humble and sporting, sometimes the feeling of being absolutely played or of having a ref offer less protection than a continuity announcer failing to announce “And now on BBC1, Mrs Brown’s Boys” is just too strong. Too over bearing. Even having slept on it. If that makes me the bad loser and poorer for it then fair enough. I’ll take it on the chin. Much like Pontus.  C’est la vie, as popular music’s B*Witched once reminded us in such wonderful double denim toe tapping style. 

For now, heads down. The Premier League experience has been a wonderful one so far. At times, an education but we’ve not looked out of our depth at any point. A bit more luck with the injuries and the refs would be nice. A bit more guile, too. Next up we’ve got two away trips.  Stoke City in the league cup and then Burnley in the Prem. If the chance of playing against number 26 again doesn’t get the blood pumping, what will ? Bring it on.

My only other positive and last thought from this one. At least our Harry is the bigger man. I’d expected upset and tears at full time. Instead, we got the opposite when he went to catch up Woody on the way out of the ground.

 

        Sour grapes make the best whine!   :wasyl:

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