An Empty Feeling

The Journey up was great. We had a good old sing song on the platform at Kings Cross, and the songs continued to sporadically ring out all the way up to Middlesbrough. We got into the ground rather later than most because we split from the majority of Charlton fans when we left the station and opted to find a quieter pub in order to calm our nerves. Once we got into the ground the atmosphere was simply awesome. I don't know where everyone got all of that ticker tape from, but I was right on the far left of the stand and when I looked across the hordes of Addicks throwing that stuff into the air it just looked brilliant. Fair play to the Directors and Chairman for coming over to the fans before the kick off as well.
I took my digital camera to the game and I managed to get some decent video of the day. A

I was a little disappointed when the team was read out and it included Shaun Bartlett but lacked Jerome Thomas. There was an occasion in the first half when Bartlett had the ball down the inside right channel, he burst his way into the box and just when any natural striker would have pulled the trigger, he decided to square the ball to Gareth Southgate. There weren't even any of our players up alongside him, and It was that kind of evening for us really. I was sitting next to a kid who must have been about 7 years old, and even he was telling Spector to "F***ing look before you boot it upfield". The delivery of the ball forwards to the more attacking players was awful al evening, Powell (although he didn't play too badly) was also guilty of just thumping it out of defence when a short ball into one of the midfielders would have been a better option to take.
To be honest, although Murphy left in acrimonious circumstances, he was without a doubt the most creative midfielder we had at the club and his departure has left a bit of a void in the middle. We don't have a playmaker in there anymore. Nobody who can run along the midfield line and then spot the run of a striker and slip it through a gap for him to run onto, and that is something that we will surely need to sort out when the transfer window opens up again. Rommedahl can play creatively when he wants to, but he had a relative novice up against him last night in the shape of Taylor and he still never managed to get past him. In fact, I think the only time I saw the flying winger beat a man last night was when he was running towards our own goal, before playing it back to Thomas Myhre.

Man of the match was probably Mark Viduka. For such a big guy he certainly can turn on a sixpence, and our players were just afraid to tackle him for the fourth goal. The defence never really got to grips with him all night.
We were all hoping that the journey home was going to be a party on the trains, but in truth, most people just covered their heads and slept. As I posted last night, I got a phone call from someone telling me that one of the carriages got badly damaged, but seeing as how no one else has reported it this morning it looks like that may have been wide of the mark. I did speak to one fan who said that a few seats got ripped out near to where he was, but nothing that could constitute the smashing up of a carriage, and he states that he certainly didn’t see anyone get arrested.
The train managed to get back to Kings Cross 45 minutes ahead of schedule, but the coaches were nowhere to be seen, so we ended up having to hang about on the streets of London until 3am. After a brief and somewhat disheartened rendition of Valley Floyd Road we were all left quietly to our own thoughts, contemplating how disappointing the evening had been, and where the club is to go next. The season is over in truth, all that is left to play for now is that top half position in The Premiership. In years gone by that would have been more than enough to keep the fire burning in the bellies of our players, but after having the promise of something greater on the horizon for so long, they will have it all to do if we are to avoid our customary end of season slump.
Final word has to be about the fans once again (and also a final thank you to the board for all of the free travel). I was honoured to be a part of the crowd at The Riverside last night, and regardless of the score the support was unwavering throughout the whole 90 minutes. It was the best atmosphere I have heard at a Charlton game in a number of seasons and to be fair, we deserved a better response from the players than we eventually got.
3 Comments:
Save yourself the pain my friend...Darren Bent's 2 chances were in my opinion worth gambling your house on. He would have burried both chances on a normal day...I cant believe he missed them. It was one of theose moments when you are watching it on the tv (in my case in Canada) and say to yourself "if we dont score them then we will not win this". I think that game has dented Darren's hopes of the world cup and also Curbs chances of England. I think he will be off though. I just hope we can keep hold of Darren cos I wonder where we would be without him? The 2nd half was massively disappointing...We could not get hold of the ball. Romm is so frustrating. Is it cos he is just not good enough or possibly he is in a team that doesnt know how to play him?
Well it definitely isn't the latter in my opinion.
Yes you could argue that the team isn't entirely focused on his strengths, but at the end of the day, he certainly gets enough of the ball to prove than the focus should be changed.
He has more pace than anyone else in the squad, but when was the last time we truly saw it used to produce something positive? He passes sideways, he passes backwards, but he doesn't pass any defenders.
Unfortunately, thats what wingers are supposed to do.
Train damage was correct but I wouldn't exactly call it "smashed up" and certainly noone was arrested on my train (the first)...
It was around 30 burberry-clad guys giving it the big-un ripping seats out and throwing them out of the window and giving us all verses of "no surrender to the IRA", "10 german bombers" and racist chanting all through the night.
The mob were held on the train at King's X but this was probably more a statement of defiance by the OB than a group arrest.
Not as major as your source suggested but unnecessary nonetheless.
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