Was listening the other day to Gavin Buckland talking about his new book recounting our decline from the mid 80s to the start of the Premier League.
I'm in my late 30s so don't remember this period myself but it affected me listening to him speak about how big an institution we were and how high our standards were under John Moores.
Yesterday we got absolutely humiliated 4-0 by an ordinary mid table team that didn't even play well. We haven't scored since October. We've won seven games since New Year's Day and it's December. We've scored 12 goals from open play in a calendar year.
And 'Mr Chairman' worshipper Darren Griffiths used the following, verbatim, as his questions to the manager:
- Sean, for the first half hour we were really in that game.
- Your team talk just goes out the window doesn't it, when you concede a goal after 20 seconds when you kick off.
- You know it's not your day when Jarrad and "Tarky" are both making errors that lead to goals because usually you'd put your house on them.
- Start of a big week, how do you lift them now Sean?
I know he's a company man but I'm absolutely ashamed on his behalf. Imagine serving up that pathetic round of softball excuses under the guise of interviewing a failing manager on behalf of the fans.
Notwithstanding the fact that only one of them is actually a question and the others are just telling us what HIS opinion is - JUST HOW LOW ARE OUR STANDARDS? At what point does this manager have to answer ANY difficult questions?
I'm not talking about falling out with him or being aggressive, confrontational - of course not. Just park the club propaganda and ask him to explain himself, the selection, the results, our form. His replies wouldn't be any different, but at least the fans - who are the audience for the video - feel that he's been mildly challenged and scrutinised on their behalf.
Sadly this just shows you how deep the rot is in our culture as an organisation and how much of a battle it's going to be to ever get back anywhere near the top, because the club is full of snivelling, fan-hating yes men desperate to be liked and accepted by footballers and managers.