Tisdale’s Lost the Plot: Part 1, promising begginings.

After a week in London, two weeks in Germany (more on this and FC Augsburg  later), and an end to university the blog is back and angry. I think it must be obvious to those who have read my meager helpings so far that if I have religion I pay at the alter of St Paul anyway I get side tracked by gloating which feels all too hollow at the moment).  However, despite the undoubted special ones track record, hero status, brilliance and the necessary adoration he is currently being a negative, timid, stubborn idiot who is making wrong decision after wrong decision and it is beggining to get under my skin. This is my chronicles of a very bad situation which is all too savable.

A promising pre-season in which i was glad to see so much young and local talent coming through the ranks and was both pleased and delighted at the confidence Tis seemed to be placing in the existing squad and youth players. I always put a settled team as a very high attribute to have at this level and the youngsters, Bennett, Shepherd, Nichols, Frear all looked set to make the step up. New recruits Keohane, McNish both looked promising too. The added quality of Pidge and Bauza was always going to soften the Harley-Cureton blow who left to Brighton-via-Swansea and Leyton Orient respectively.

Having missed the draw at Stevenage, Yeovil and MK Dons I returned for the Brentford match. A timid first half performance in which Uwe Rosler’s Bees played some impressive and slick football left City deservedly 2-0 down. A second half performance was enough to convince me we had enough in the locker to make a good crack of this league though. I particularly liked the trust placed in Artur Krysiak and the standard of his in play kicking as the defence used him as an outlet constantly a handy tactic, and ironic given the following games. The introduction of Bauza had little impact but then he was joined by the exuberant Nichols up front. At just seventeen years of age his impact was astonishing and Bauza became alive and full of confidence. Nichols won Bauza a penalty which he dispatched nicely. A 2-1 loss is just that but the performance of our young team was enough to keep me happy.

A 1-0 loss at Preston, which I sadly was unable to attend, gained the accolade of our best ever away performance from Tisdale. Tully wrongfully red carded as Mellor cheated his way to a penalty. Artur saved it but another questionable freekick as awarded against City…. and we’ll lets just say we don’t like balls flying into our box. We then had our glamour tie at Home to Liverpool and nice little side show but I was more concerned with Chestfield on Saturday and getting annoyed at the idiots, knowing nothing about football, yet alone real football, who thought this was a big game (it wasn’t other than the money it generates) and they might just pop along from their blow up plastic Liverpool chair and LFC or whatever shite its called only to never be seen at St James Park again. I will say this fair play to Dalgliesh for bringing the stars and even starting the like of Reina, Morales and Suarez and it was a bit of fun. Don’t get me wrong i welcome anyone at St James but it would be nice to see some of these plastic day trippers actually try and support City a bit.

Moving on a dire 70 minutes against a poor Chesterfield side didn’t change much with the change to 4-3-3 the introduction of Shepherd on the right wing and Nichols up front but with the Logan coming on the right wing and Shepherd being allowed to play through the middle took literally seconds to crack it for the last ten minutes we clicked this was it the beggining of our season just in time for Argyle on Tuesday night too……….