Medical warning: if you are suicidal, prone to bouts of
depression or a genuine Cardiff City Supporter look away now.
They contested every ball, closed down every blue shirt,
cluttered up the space Cardiff tried to make.
And the talented ball players?
Useless.
And it could have been worse. In the first half Blackpool put
crosses straight into the city six yard box as easily as if they were playing Sunday
football. Only their lack of ability in the air and on the ground prevented them
scoring at least a couple.
City’s answer? I am not sure there was one in the first half.
Cardiff do not seem to be able to hold and control midfield.
Russell Slade’s problem is no different from OGS, Gabbidon/Younge’s: How to
pull a team out of this talented squad.
If we can’t get three points from a team lying dead at the
bottom of the league without a win in 10 matches then we have no chance. By the
end of this weekend we could be in the bottom third again.
We are a middle of the table footballing side. So let us be honest
about it.
Ravel Morrison must do more. People like Ronaldo and Neymar work
their socks off every game …yes every game. He clearly is an extraordinary
talent. Maybe a goal will lift him but right now he seems little better than
Noone and not as effective as the energetic Pilkington.
We created chances in the second half, well we put the ball
into their box a lot more, but either you give them credit for last ditch
defending and wanting it more, else you just say it wouldn’t fall for us. Sometimes
sport is about luck. Usually it is about making your own by upping your
commitment.
Yet another dispiriting day for City fans. How many more must
we endure?
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