Absolutely pathetic, insipid 'performance'.
And you know what? Some of us fucking called it. Every single season without fail there's a game like this. You can smell the fucking bastard in the air. You know it's coming. It only takes one or two injuries to make our squad and first team look utterly weak as piss and without a clue, and that's what we got this week. Look at that Hull side on paper and it'd be lucky to stay in the top half of the fucking championship let alone the premier league, and we just had to go and make them look like world-beaters.
This is why it's so fucking cringeworthy when you have to hear some people talk up our chances as soon as we get close to the top. We're just not that good. We're still a mile off from a title challenge, and yet some of you really can't help yourselves. It's like you've never seen us before or something. We do this ROUTINELY. It's not just a flash in the pan or a strange anomaly of a result which nobody could foresee. I FUCKING FORESAW IT. It happens all the time. If it's not Hull, it's Reading. It's Barnsely. It's Wigan. It's Watford. It's some other piece of fucking turd side who will be down in the bottom three come May. And it's 3 points others will get quite easily, routinely, while we come unstuck.
How can you start a fucking game with Agger AND Sakho on the bench while Toure (a free transfer who hasn't played the last two games) and Skrtel (someone you were desperate to be rid of ALL LAST SEASON) instead, with the inexperience of Flanagan, a fucking right back playing left back? Two left-sided CBs sit on the bench while you play a right-sided CB on the left side of defence. Really? FUCKING REALLY?
And how can you watch Moses and Sterling constantly give the ball away for 45 minutes, bring them in at half-time, and then START THE SAME SIDE AGAIN for the second half? Are you fucking high? Are you actually trying to lose a game of football? It didn't work. For 45 minutes, it didn't work. So, is it A) time to bin this and make changes in order to win the game, or B) play the exact same formation, players, and tactics for 20 minutes extra in some bizarre fucking hope that it magically starts working? Jesus tittyfucking Christ, how much of a fucking ct do you need to be to do that? What the living fuck do you think is going to happen? Is your half-time team talk so breathtakingly inspiring that Victor fucking Moses is suddenly transformed into fucking Batigol? Are you that good? Is your voice like fucking honey? JUST TAKE THE ct OFF. START AGAIN. DO SOMETHING.
I'll be honest, I'm fucking livid. Livid. Livid with spending £7m on a defender we never see, £14m on two players you don't use, and loaning in a player who's about as much use as a dildo fucking sandwich, while I have to watch Kevin fucking Strootman go for less money, to a side who aren't even in Europe, and boss the holy shitmunching fuck out of Roma's midfield every pissing week. I have to watch that because apparently there isn't a single c**t on the scouting team who can find him playing for PSV, and would much rather our midfield was eaten alive by two Spurs rejects and a balloon's son. You fucking spastics.
