Millwall 3 Same old Charlton Athletic 1
Instead of taxing my mind and creating a new blog post to attempt to explain another capitulation by a Charlton team against our most local of rivals. I decided instead to copy and paste this report from a game we played at the Den on March 13th, 2010. Same old Charlton….
Action not words: Millwall 4 Same Old Charlton 0
The most disgusting thing about today was that it wasn’t any surprise. All that old tosh all week from Kinsella, Bailey, Parkinson et al. What a load of bollocks, same old Charlton. They really f**king know how to piss you off don’t they?
For 40-odd minutes we actually appeared to be playing alright, matching them in the battling stakes, silencing those moronic inbreds but we weren’t really threatening and more worryingly Llera and Dailly were sounding rather pedestrian in the centre of defence. Then bang, who else but Darren bloody Ward heading in unmarked just inside an unoccupied upright right on half-time from a corner.
Together with team selection, game tactics and substitutions, half-time team talks separate good managers from average ones and Parky failed yesterday on every level. He apologised for the whole debacle of course, but words are easy. Pardew was an exceptionally good wordsmith. Curbs wasn’t. No doubt spouting from Sparrows Lane all week will be atonement but I don’t want to hear anymore words I want to see some action.
Not for the first time in my 35 years of supporting Charlton, the only people that came out of yesterday with any credit were those men, women and children who paid to watch that gutless performance. The 3,000 Addicks were awesome first half making a load of noise over the Millwall commentary team I was listening to on CAFC TV as our own link didn’t seem to be working (add in own analogy here). (Photo up top is of the 2,136 Addick’s at the game tonight).
The 2nd half was an embarrasing capitulation. It is days like yesterday and I will remind myself of this again tomorrow when I walk into the office, that I’m pleased that I live on an island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean because, at least in my office, unless you support Man U, then no one is bothered. I feel for everyone who has to carry the affliction of being a Charlton fan around with them this week, I really do. I’ve done it, I’ve lived with the pain after many, many Millwall games at school, at home (our neighbours for 15 years were Millwall season ticket holders) and at work.
There are no excuses for what happened in the second half today, we literally rolled over. No fight, no balls, no answer. It was embarrassing but this was not a freak result, we’ve played spasmodic at best for a while, Yeovil probably our best footballing performance in the dozen games since the turn of the year.