Brez- looked shakey, second half in particular. From where I was he looked to be at fault for their goal. They should have had another but for Comminges clearing it off the line, after Brez had flapped and got nowhere near the ball.
Zaaboub- was superb first half, ran at the full-back and put some decent balls in... didn't notice him quite so much in the second half.
Comminges- didn't get forward as much as he has done recently.
Ifil- well below what we've come to expect from him.
Pook- considering he's not had much football recently he must have been absolutely knackered after 120 minutes.
Paynter- good to see him on the score sheet again, seemed to get a bit over-confident and started shooting from anywhere.
As for the pens,
Paynter- as he went up to take his, me and my mate agreed he seems the sort to blast it over the bar.
Roberts- let the crowd get to him with their "wanker" chants, smashed it wide.
Aljofree- what were you thinking?
Comminges- irrelevant really by this stage.
In hindsight, the highlight of the evening probably came before we even got in the ground. Walking upto the turnstiles about 7.30ish a steward called us over...
Steward: "Hang on a minute lads, what's this blokes name?" (points to man stood in front of him, grinning madly as he realises his genius plan to root out this imposter) "He reckons he plays for your lot."
Us: Err, Craig Easton
Steward: Ah, right...well... ok then
Easton: Cheers lads
Cue one red-faced steward and one happy scotsman.
