HerrLjunga
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We won't speak of Tuesday night, that was an unmitigated shitshow, but so typically Gillingham that I'm surprised it has given me the hump as much as it has.
So, to Pompey. Sat fourth in the table, their form this calendar year has mirrored our own, being fairly inconsistent. It is quite an achievement to beat a side 4-0 at home (as they did against our bogey side Wimbledon) and then lose by the same scoreline just four days later against Hull. Their 1-0 win away at Oxford in the week followed back to back defeats.
The one plus from not being able to attend Fratton Park today is not having to listen to John "Portsmouth Football Club" Westwood ringing that sodding bell all game. The odious antiquarian bookseller was once unceremoniously booted out of Priestfield during a game in September 2002 where his own fans described him as "a drunken yob". Yob or knob, the only irritating sound to be heard today will likely be The Screecher from BBC Radio Kent as he bodges his way through yet another commentary.
Having won handsomely on two of our last three visits to Pompey, due in large part to goals of special magnificence from Connor Wilkinson and Tom Eaaaaaaaves, it is not beyond the bounds of expectation for Gills to come up trumps again especially given Portsmouth inconsistencies. However, this would require a performance in both halves of the game, something we've been loathe to do for the first 45 minutes of our last two matches. The half-time bollocking from our rubicund manager failing to have the desired impact in terms of a result on Tuesday.
There's also some egg-chasing against the Leek Lickers later if the football all goes horribly wrong.
Right, I'm off for cofeve and bacon and a handful of Nurofen to shift this growing hangover. Enjoy!
So, to Pompey. Sat fourth in the table, their form this calendar year has mirrored our own, being fairly inconsistent. It is quite an achievement to beat a side 4-0 at home (as they did against our bogey side Wimbledon) and then lose by the same scoreline just four days later against Hull. Their 1-0 win away at Oxford in the week followed back to back defeats.
The one plus from not being able to attend Fratton Park today is not having to listen to John "Portsmouth Football Club" Westwood ringing that sodding bell all game. The odious antiquarian bookseller was once unceremoniously booted out of Priestfield during a game in September 2002 where his own fans described him as "a drunken yob". Yob or knob, the only irritating sound to be heard today will likely be The Screecher from BBC Radio Kent as he bodges his way through yet another commentary.
Having won handsomely on two of our last three visits to Pompey, due in large part to goals of special magnificence from Connor Wilkinson and Tom Eaaaaaaaves, it is not beyond the bounds of expectation for Gills to come up trumps again especially given Portsmouth inconsistencies. However, this would require a performance in both halves of the game, something we've been loathe to do for the first 45 minutes of our last two matches. The half-time bollocking from our rubicund manager failing to have the desired impact in terms of a result on Tuesday.
There's also some egg-chasing against the Leek Lickers later if the football all goes horribly wrong.
Right, I'm off for cofeve and bacon and a handful of Nurofen to shift this growing hangover. Enjoy!