Here’s a rather more sensible one, from the Guardian. Their Premier League previews have been very good; one each day, so more than just a quick bit of shite written by a journalist who knows nothing and can’t be arsed to find anything out.
While it’s only human to have that nagging feeling of apprehension with a new manager, and that little voice in your head saying I hope we are still good enough, common sense would suggest we are not relegation fodder.
Forster, VVD, Bertrand, Cedric, Tadic, Long…need I go on?
The only question mark is how the new manager brings it all together.
If we lose 2-0 on Saturday then eyebrows will be raised.
But IMO, beat Watford and the annual relegation scaremongers can forget it for another year.
While it’s only human to have that nagging feeling of apprehension with a new manager, and that little voice in your head saying I hope we are still good enough, common sense would suggest we are not relegation fodder.
Forster, VVD, Bertrand, Cedric, Tadic, Long…need I go on?
The only question mark is how the new manager brings it all together.
If we lose 2-0 on Saturday then eyebrows will be raised.
But IMO, beat Watford and the annual relegation scaremongers can forget it for another year.
lol yeah Saturday is a Must Win Game srs. I’m already sharpening my Clod Fool nickname.
I read that, then spent the evening reading the comments.
For those that don’t read the Southampton comments in the Guardian, go and look at Consortium11 comments. Fuck can that bloke write, and write, and write.
Fucking Timberland! Dress sense stuck in 1994. Haircut stuck in 1984.
My youngest played in a cup final at Anfield. She is a Red, so was naturally excited about the occasion. Andy Carroll was sound. Lawro walked out onto Anfield looking like a grizzled KGB official expecting snow on the way out a Muscovite office.
I bet he irons his jeans too. Cunt.
Confession. I never iron my jeans, but you’ll often see me in ironed jeans. Mama is a real bastard for it. It is a continuing source of tension that ms pap does not iron my jeans and she still does.
“Mum, for fuck’s sakes they’re jeans!”
“I’m not having my son going out looking a mess!”
“Nothing can stop than now, mum!”
Twenty minutes later, I am in a pair of ironed jeans regardless.
I think we might struggle for top half again (can certainly see us being overtaken by Liverpool, Everton and West Ham which naturally would bump us down to 9th - so should just about be able to avoid being overtaken by another two more) but relegation is very unlikely.
The ability of our squad is simply nowhere near low enough to send us down on its own. Its not impossible, but things would have to go extremely wrong in terms of cohesion/morale/injuries etc. to really send us into the kind of total tailspin/nosedive that it would take to actually get relegated.