It's just so maddening because you sometimes feel there IS a player in the likes of Pears, Hyam, Brittain, Dolan, Gallagher. All of them have been our MOTM several times, but nobody running the club seems to be able to get a consistent tune out of them.
And as it is we have, respectively, a keeper who makes a part-time hobby of losing us games through completely avoidable howlers (two if you count Wahlstedt), a Duffy MK. 2 wannabe, a defender who can't defend (and can't be arsed), a winger with lightning quick feet but no brain and the most physically useless big lump ever to play target man in the football league.