Feck me I didn't think this season could be any more depression or the players could manage to put in any less effort than they have already. And then I sat and watched this. Dear God it's so absolutely hopelessly awful.
Ken Sema has done nothing for weeks and then blasts it over from 35 yards for a laugh when everyone's in the box lol. Useless bunch of canuts.
Shock, Kabasele isn't the answer, a shocker of a performance. Joao Pedro straight off the pitch for the fifth game in a row. Another Kone disaster-class. We are in so much trouble next year.
That was a valiant battling defeat if ever I saw one. Especially against a side that are promotion contenders and have conceded the most goals in the division. Now we know why this division is so tough.
Players don’t care. Coach doesn’t care. Commentators don’t care. Owner doesn’t care. Fans don’t care.
A terrible game where the result was ultimately a tale of two probable penalties - but only one of which that was given (theirs, of course). So much crap defending and poor clearances from many of our players leading up to the eventual penalty. Andrews was a bit naive to dive in like that and the Hull player took advantage of it, but I thought it was a fair decision. Something for Andrews to learn from. He was decent aside from that, albeit could do with working on his crossing over the summer. He also earned a few brownie points back from pushing Tufan in to the advertising hoardings later on in the first half. Louza was absolutely atrocious again in the first half and kept needlessly giving the ball away. I don't know who'd give us good money for him in the summer, but if it's offered I'd take it. Kamara has been crap most of the season, but was one of the very few out there today with a bit of drive and determination to make things happen. Porteous and Kabasele seemed to spend half the game making sideways passes to each other. I really can't believe there are still some posters on here who want Wilder in charge for next season.
According to the bloke from BBC who was at the game on Final Score: "I can't begin to tell you how bad Watford were. Nothing at all for the away fans to cheer about".
"Relegation Time C'mon! Bring your sisters, your brothers and best friends too... C'mon let's get relegated to League One with you!"* *to be sung after our descent into the abyss is completed next May. Fatty Tufan scores a penalty. We did hardly anything of note all game. Another waste of an afternoon especially for the fans' who paid their hard earned cash to get to the game. What a sad joke this current Watford team are. There isn't much else to say at this point.
Persephone has sat on my lap. Reg has a woodpecker. Please end the season now although I think we have already declared.
There are varying degrees of *****n ess. Today we plumbed depths that no gong farmer ever had to. Such a putrid stinking mess as has never been seen before in the history of this club. And it is all down to the actions of one so called man. Gino Pozzo.
There could have been a reaction from the players to the fans' obvious disgust at the string of recent appalling performances Thank god there wasn't though and they just continued as per.
The fans need to surround the team coach and keep them penned in the car park all night. Make it international news. Seven days and Watford players are still trapped on their team bus after angry supporters decided enough was enough. The football family is supporting the embittered fans with plenty of fish and chips and by forming a protective cordon. Some fans have glued themselves to the roof of the coach. Others have been burning effigies of the owner and his chief stooge.
Struggled through attempting to watch via some extremely polluted rivers before giving up just before the half, and went out to buy cake for later instead. Was worried everywhere would be closed in this podunk one-horse town, but found a single place with copious supply doing a 5 cakes for a tenner deal as they were closing for the weekend and looking to get rid of their stock. Great result! The polar opposite of anything Watford are capable of mustering.
A lot of clapping from our fans at full time apparently. Given that they've bought a ticket and travelled to the other side of the country after the season we've had, they must just enjoy making a fool of themselves and being laughed at.
Indeed. One of the most amazing sights of the season was to see him stroll past our traffic cones in midfield at his top speed of 3mph. Unforgettable.
