Another hideous home performance saw us crushed by a Spurs side in first gear and saw us lose four home games on the bounce without a goal and if anything the team are regressing. Pardew started with what I would argue was our worst first XI in the last 20 years with Gouffran coming in for Ben Arfa and Cisse back in the starting line up and from the first minute to the last, we were second best.
It was a poor start with Santon getting robbed twice in the first five minutes and when one of your players heads is visibly down from the word go, you’re in trouble. They had a couple of decent chances before they took the lead on 20 minutes – poor attempt at a challenge from Williamson in the middle, even worse attempt at a challenge from the pathetic Sissoko out wide and a piss poor parry from Krul from the cross gifting Adebayor an open net to tap into.
Lennon hit the post shortly afterwards and Cisse had our best chance of the half but saw his effort saved by Lloris from six yards out but in reality we limped into half time lucky to be only one down. Santon was mercifully whipped off at half time for Dummett but with no spark and a comically poor ‘leader’ in Sissoko we succumbed quickly to a second and again Krul should have done better. This time he parried an Adbeyaor shot straight into the path of Lennon for another tap in and with the wind howling and the rain lashing down, there couldn’t have been a much more depressing scene unfolding in front of us.
We almost clawed one back when Debuchy saw his header well saved at point blank range by Lloris but the ease with which they retained the ball and broke suggested that there was worse to come. Peter Lovenkrands’ taller, shitter brother De Jong was taken off for Ben Arfa and I know it’s early days, but howay, he’s absolute pish. Andreash Andershon. Pardew then took off our best player in Sammy and rather than replace him with his brother, who he has persisted in starting in umpteen games, with only 20 minutes to go in a home game where he trailed 2-0, he chose to introduce Marveaux – a player he clearly can’t and who clearly couldn’t give a shit.
Spurs added a third through Adebayor, again after a parry by Krul which the Togolese shot into the ground and beyond a poor looking dive from our shell-shocked keeper to spark a mass exodus from the stands. Those who did stay saw them add a fourth with the best goal of the game, substitute Chadli picking the ball up outside the box and smashing a great effort into the top corner from 25 yards. They could have made it five late on without breaking sweat and a virtually empty SJP booed the side from the pitch. How Pardew has managed to get away with any wide-scale abuse from the stands is utterly beyond me. The man talks shite, has absolutely no motivational ability for a team on it’s arse and is making the tactics up as he goes along. Spurs are a decent side but they are not world beaters – they looked that and more tonight and the most depressing thing is that I don’t know ANYONE who fancied us to win and if anything, the crowd are almost apathetic to the unfolding car crash that awaits us to the end of the season.
Coming back to the comment about the worst starting XI in 20 years. As a one word assessment of the team that will see us through to the end of the season and if we don’t act in summer will see us relegated next term: – Krul – good, Debuchy – good, Williamson – trier, Taylor – wanker, Santon – broken, Gouffran – average, Anita – shit, Sissoko – pathetic, Sammy – championship, Cisse – shot, De Jong – crap.
Scrabbling to 40 points and waiting for summer.
Keep the Faith
Newcastle United – Tim Krul 2, Mathieu Debuchy 6, Mike Williamson 4, Steven Taylor 3, Davide Santon 1 (Paul Dummett 6), Yoan Gouffran 4, Vurnon Anita 3,Moussa Sissoko 1, SAMMY AMEOBI 7 (Sylvain Marveaux 3), Luuk De Jong 2 (Hatem Ben Arfa 4), Papiss Cisse 3
Ref – Swarbrick – 7 – Can’t even remember a foul?
Our Fans – 3 – Numbed into submission. A miracle that no real ire directed towards the manager
Their Fans – 7 – Good numbers for midweek, strolled through it like their team.