…I can’t do a proper #oneaday tonight, I just can’t. I’m too drained. Lost was bad enough, but City-Spurs has just made this evening a whole lot worse.
I’m not sure what’s more disappointing – that we failed, or that so few of the players outside the back five seemed to really try. We were clueless going forward, with every cross hitting the first man. Adebayor couldn’t win a header if his life depended on it, constantly jumping far too early and always losing out to the defender. Wright-Phillips again gave the ball away cheaply in the move which led to Tottenham’s winner…
Andy Gray had it right: we’re a group of individuals, Spurs are a team. That’s the big difference, and it told tonight. They were organised while we looked messy, unsure. Ultimately, they deserve the fourth spot and Champions League football next season.
I’m told we’ll bounce back, that we’ll get new players and try once more come August. But right now, this hurts. It really does. I probably should be used to it by now, but after nearly thirty years of supporting City, they always manage to find new and exciting ways to disappoint me.
Normal service will be resumed tomorrow. And I guess you did get 200 words out of me in the end.