Dear me that was a tough watch. Lord only knows what the poor Client Reference Numbers at the Empticrates went through.
Hopelessness.
Hope. No hope. Bob Hope.
It feels massively irrational to blame and entire game upon the sheer stupidity of a couple of bad starting selections, but the desperately earnest truth is that fine margins win football matches.
Against Chelsea we were imperious.
Against Inter we were indefatigable.
Here’s Poch’s post match presser.
