Well, after getting home from the match and having my dinner the predictable row that had been brewing for two days kicked off in the Flash household.
I fucked off and spent the night in a hotel and i reckon that this is the end for Flash and her indoors.
Pastures new await and i think i have now decied to stay single.
Sat outside a McDonalds on my laptop working out my next step.
I blame Malpas for my current situation, he has ruined my life!
Anyway.....back to the game.
I think that we have played worse and won this season.
It was just one of those matches where we could of been there all night and not scored...as the game wore on it became apparent that panic was replacing patience and that played into Orients hands.
Cox was crowded out at every touch and we couldnt seem to do anything with the space that this produced.
Nobody played that bad or that well.
Ifil seemed to fuck up for the goal (which was however taken very well) but improved thereafter.
Timlin, who have had a pop at on here recently played very well IMHO.
I reckon 49 or 50 maybe enough and so we need to get something out of the last three games.....i have watched Swindon long enough to realise that it will go to the final game or we will have to wait for Northampton to fuck it up ala Rovers all those years ago.
This season has been torture.