For whatever makes sense,
Millwall knew exactly who to keep out of the game. Paynter, Austin, Ward, Ferry, Douglas...non of them offered anything today because they were all over them like flies over hot shit. They knew O'b was quick, and when he came on he couldn't even get the opportunity to use his pace because they closed him down so quickly - don't care that he can't actually play football, but his pace would have been handy to use.
Lucas, made me laugh. Cuthbert let morrison in once but got back in time to stop more damage, but JPM's deliveries were shocking today.
Millwall didn't let us play the football we wanted to play, other than the five minutes after half time time, and the Wembley pitch needs to be fucking sorted out. I've never thought a pitch, any pitch other than sunday morning, pub pitch, could affect a game - i was fucking wrong. England 2018 - FUCK OFF. If we had scored then, we would have won, their heads would have gone down, and they were already defending deep. Austin misses, and you could immediately see everyones head go down.
On a positive note, i should be a football commentator, every time i gave a fact, comment or opinion on the game, the sky lads would say exactly the same - only 5 minutes later, when it has no affect on the public.
Better team won on the day, we were shit first half. Lesc was out of place, lost concentration just generally bad. Lucas didn't actually have too much to do, and Cuthbert played alright. But, further up the field, nothing. Well played Millwall. I still ove Charlie, and i still love danny, but that fucking cunt earlier in the thread:
FUCK YOU, YOU INBRED PIECE OF COW SHIT, ALL RUNNY LIKE A MCDONALDS CHOCO MILKSHAKE, AND BITTY LIKE A COCO-POP BREAKFAST BAR.
Oh, and to me, this only feels like a loss. We were never expected to get to this point, glad we did, but there is always next season (...and the one after...) We played shit on the TV once again, i'm never doing to watch on the tv again. This day started shit, and it's ending shit, still, Boooooze
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