Posted by sean on September 3, 2005 at 4:36 pm in England with No Comments


Watched the England-Wales game this afternoon, what a load of crap! OK England won (in my opinion luckily) and kept a clean sheet but the game left an awful lot to be desired. The players didn’t seem to give a toss, they were unorganised and at times I didn’t know what formation we were playing and from the look of things neither did the players!

Wales played well but without giving them any disrespect they are not the strongest team in the world. If we played like this against a tough team we would be hammered.


Just because you win it doesn’t mean you played well

Sven doesn’t have a clue, his golden boy Michael Owen couldn’t play so what does Sven do? The sensible manager would bring in the next best striker, in England’s case Jermaine Defoe. Instead of this rational approach Sven changes the whole formation to one the players are inexperienced in.

They’ll need to sort themselves out by Wednesday when we play Northern Ireland who will be full of confidence after beating Azerbaijan 2-0 today.

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