Front page match report from <b>paultsmouth</b> on the link above or simply read it below...
<i>What is the absolute bottom Pompey can realistically stoop to? At the moment we are level with a sausage dog, only the skirting remains before the non league abyss opens up like an all consuming black hole.
The two cup defeats were bad enough, losing 2-1 was not great, although we fought with just ten men, losing easily to Newport county was worse, barely having a sniff in losing 3-0, but 4-0 to Wimbledon has surely got to be the lowest point of another low season, between 2002 and 2008 we were treated to football and success most of us never dreamed of, how we are paying for that now!
Since our draw with AC Milan only 5 years ago it has been a steady decline, actually steady is not the right word, dramatic more suiting. 3 relegations and two administrations have tested the hardiest of hardy fans, after the takeover earlier this year, we knew better days were ahead off the field, on the field though it's more of the same, false dawns and going down to sloppy goals and passionless displays.
I feel for Guy Whittingham now I really do, fans are forgiving but a minority is becoming a majority in their lack of patience with the current Pompey squad, Johnny Ertl is becoming a scapegoat for a team below par, harsh on our player of the year, but you know every mistake will shine like a beacon, any good work slip under the radar.
So, to Wimbledon, to sum it up, we gave away a spot kick in the first half hour, Carson was the culprit, but he redeemed himself with a great save and follow up.
N'Gala then gave away a needless corner that was of course converted by Frampton, Wimbledon netted again only for the ref to blow for a foul.
Hopefully harsh words were said at half time, what effect they had did not matter, a poor first half was to decompose into a worse second, Pompey being asleep straight away, we got away with another goalmouth scramble, East finally smuggling the ball away.
The respite was only temporary, Barcham saw his shot hit a pits and trickle to safety and then it was all over, Frampton who scored once in a blue moon couldn't believe his luck, nodding home from close range from another set piece, Pompey again chasing shadows in blue shirts.
Moore then added a goal of quality as Pompey faded away, blasting in from 25 yards, then Smith added a fourth, how many of the 802 away fans still remained is open to question, as the amount sat at Fratton watching the game the same answer.
Pompey are at a pivotal point once more, this time with the fans, loyalty CAN be tested, gallows humour has been in the stands a long time now, but at the end of the day someone gets hung.
<b>Star Player</b>
Barcham I suppose for supplying the little attacking threat we had.</i>