One look at the league table tells you that Sunderland cant beat anyone for toffee, yet I am sure I am not the only Sunderland fan who feels like theyve taken a merciless yet cruelly calculated beating at the hands of the players this week. Weve had the full house. The talking up of the players we have watched almost exclusively surrender for what feels like years followed by their prompt reuniting in the team, the subsequent abject on-pitch spinelessness and crushing defeat, the confessions of being a soft touch and failing to deliver what the fans deserve, the protestations that they are hurting from criticisms... If they are true to form, then itll all start again in the coming days. It will surprise no one. Lets face it, even if they do surprise us this week and actually pick up some points, it still wont singularly repair any trust. We are way beyond that at this point. Ive made my position quite clear on the whole situation really: last Saturday stung more than I thought possible given how desensitized I have become to losing games. I see more than enough quality in the squad to stay up, but I worry the fractures through the club are too pronounced and will continue to undermine it. Since the debacle in South Wales we have all had our say. That is the beauty of the technological age. We have taken to social media, message boards and blogs and voiced our disdain. We have all earned the right too. But football doesnt pause for self-pity. I dont know if that is a good thing or a bad thing to be honest, but the point is that you cant lament forever. At some point or another, you have to pull yourself to your feet, puff out your chest as best you can, and prepare to face another fight. All you may have is the hope that you land a lucky blow yourself that can turn the tide, but football wont think twice about kicking you just as hard if you stay down, so youd might as well take your chances. In fact, this set of especially cruel tyrannical players with which Sunderland are cursed have proven that the more you beg for mercy, the more abuse they will gleefully rain down upon you. There are certain players I have totally given up on to the point of openly deriding their existence. I had given up on the idea Phil Bardsley ever proving himself to be of any actual use long before he decided to publicly revel in Sunderlands suffering. He isnt the only one though. Im sick of Craig Gardner plodding around the pitch with all the urgency of a milk float with a hangover. Im sick of Seb Larssons one-man mission to point himself into a coma. Ive been waiting for months for Adam Johnson and John OShea to prove that they have some heart to go with their pedigree, but Ive since adjusted my expectations. Now Id be delighted with any evidence at all that they are even alive and not cardboard cut-outs. I dont see any reason why we should be lumbered with entrusting our chances to them in all honesty. I accept an argument that they are the experienced players. I just dont see what they are doing to justify their shirts. If Gus Poyet turned to players like Andrea Dossena, Mobido Diakite and Charis Mavrias, its not like they could do any worse. Its not like there is anything at all to lose. Yet it appears that the old guard are the ones we are lumbered with, at least for the time being. Like it or lump it, they are the ones who continue hold Sunderlands future hostage and so they are the ones who we need to get on the same page as. Its sickening, but it is what it is. No matter how inept they are, my disdain for them will never overpower my desire to see the club succeed. That, I suppose, is the real curse of the supporter. So its probably time to get up off the canvas and get ready to go again. I fully expect Ill be back down here again in a few days time, battered, bruised and bloodied and staring up at the same old multimillionaires who put me here crying about how theyre hurting. Sorry if my selfish back bloodied your knife, lads. I feel just terrible about my nasty face stinging your poor fists. But Im still going to choose to believe that Sunderland can win enough games to this season between now and the end of May. Why? Because these players have given me a front-row seat to cowardice for long enough to know that getting to my feet despite them would be considerably more respectable than surrendering with them./Safc goody
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 14:45:44 +0000
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