Reading 3 Watford 3
“The channels. THE CHANNELS!”
I told Atkins exactly where we were going wrong long before they equalised but would he listen? Grunter wasn’t the problem and Jim Karacan was having a great game even if he took a nap before the end.
Drenthe-boy was on fire, Alfie Le Fondre somehow scored a goal (must have mis-kicked it) but Blackman’s just a big fat lump.
Once we were three-one up, we should have popped in another two goals and that’d’ve been it.
Instead we were knackered so the channels, YES THE CHANNELS ATKINS, stayed empty and we stayed in the middle of the pitch having a rest while all those cheating north London Italian rule-bending fraudsters nicked a point.
Sack Atkins and bring back Charlie Hurley or we’re going down.
Blackpool next. Eeeeeeasy.
URZZZZZ!