Guys, I am not saying we should all be delighted about losing 3-1 yesterday, of course I'm not. If you were all gutted listening to the radio, trust me it felt 10 times worse in the ground, a mixture of frustration and disbelief, and I had a 4 hour journey home to think about it. I am not going to attack anyone's opinions, deep down we all fear the worst and know what relegation will mean to our club, I just don't think the situation is so bad that we can write off our club yet.
It looks bleak, but then it looked bleak at the same sort of time in Buckle's first season back in the league, couldn't hit a thing for weeks and then suddenly it clicked. I do not expect such a gargantuan turnaround as that but the future is in our own hands. Yes we might be the unluckiest team in the history of football, yes we might make stupid rickets from time to time, but lets be realistic here: our new manager has been in the post for 5 games, in that time any momentum created has been enforcedly halted, had he wanted to get any continuity going after Wimbledon or Portsmouth, he couldn't. Our biggest enemy in the last few weeks has not been ourselves, it has been the weather.
Everyone is losing their heads when there is still a lot of football to be played. We were saying the exact same thing last season after we went 7 games in a row. We were even a goal and a man down after 5 minutes at Dagenham and the entire forum had wrote the epitaph for our gravestone. We stayed up. We have to keep the faith. Tuesday's atmosphere at Northampton was dire, I fully appreciate that it will die after being 2-0 after 16 minutes, but before the match, at kick-off, first 5 minutes, we should have carried on in the vein we supported superbly at Portsmouth. Drowned out the 69 away fans and created a carnival atmosphere for Greavsie's first game back. We were let down by the team, but we let them down too.
We have to keep the faith, there is no other option, far too many are being reactionary in the face of another defeat. We have played poorly in 75% of our matches this season, and still, we are not down and out, this league is terrible, there are teams there equally as bad if not worse than us. Our season will be defined by our upcoming home form, now is not the time for neighsayers, now is the time to get to Plainmoor and give some of those youngsters (some very promising and sadly all our finances can allow) as much encouragement as possible. Wilkinson has a bit of class about him, forget the miss, Goodwin is exciting, we know what Chappel can do, we were all over the moon when Labadie signed permanently.
The vast majority of us wanted a change of manager, we got what we wanted at a huge financial outlay to (some of) the board, to start moaning again after 5 minutes makes people out to be hypocrites. For some of us (i include myself here) we have made our beds and we must lie in them. We've only had 5 games of the new regime and that is just about all we can afford to give a new manager to work out how and who he wants to play. Don't get me wrong we have to start winning and fast, but, if we play with the tempo, creativity and innovation we showed in bucket-loads yesterday, and our goalkeeper doesn't inexplicably malfunction, we have a chance. As long as we have a chance, it is our duty to keep believing, keep supporting.
Relegation will mean the slow, painful demise of our great club. If we become defeatist now then we have had it, write off the last 14 games, shake hands with the fan next to you and book your holidays. If we forget the last two matches and remember how tall we felt after silencing 15000 fans at Pompey, we know we are capable of doing this. It won't be easy, it won't be pretty, but it can be done, we have it done it before.