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A trip to one of the Dogshit Five who are down there on merit should, in theory, be a routine win. But this is the time of the season when strange things can happen, especially if the better teams get complacent. I'm confident our attitude will be right, but that guarantees nothing. Leicester will (or should) fight like bastards, because they know that a win would be a massive step towards safety, but a defeat would leave them looking like they're going down with the Blueshite.

 

Still, fuck 'em. If they get relegated, that's not our problem.

 

Just get these beat, Reds.

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Thought we might have been in 'it is the taking part that counts' territory by now to help flush the turds down the road - but we need 3 pts here, so hopefully we go and get them.......

 

And of course hopefully the turds still get flushed.

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I waited until after the Leicester and Everton games to write this. Leicester imploded at Fulham before a late rally against a side that had gone into sleep mode. It finished 5-3 to the Cottagers and leaves Leicester still in a precarious position. Not helped by Everton filling their boots against an incredibly sluggish Brighton who put in a right Hans Segers of a performance and contrived to get battered 5-1 at home. I’m fully expecting Nottingham Forest to shit the bed against Southampton later too. The point of waiting to write this is that the scores would dictate what I put in. Anyway:

 

Energy. Nous. Grit. Effervescence. Life. Bravery. Electricity. Ruthlessness. Tactical flexibility. Heart. Urgency. Mobility. Power. Efficiency. Reliability. Determination. Incision. Nervelessness. Composure. Know-how.

 

I don’t ask for much.

  

Last season’s corresponding fixture just before the New Year was a disaster. We were nowhere near our best and the game was very even. We were making most of the running and should have taken an early lead when we were handed a chance from the penalty spot. Mo fluffed his lines and Schmeichel saved it. We had a great chance in the second half too when Sadio was played in and somehow managed to lift the ball over the keeper and bar. We were being very wasteful against a makeshift Leicester side containing 2 midfielders in Ndidi and Amartey at centre back. It was one of those games where a sucker-punch was likely if we weren’t careful and sure enough, Leicester caught us on the break. Lookman cut inside from the left and hit an effort that Ali would have been disappointed not to have done better with. We just never got a head of steam after that as Leicester sat back and played on the break, with the officials happy to keep giving little free kicks that did nothing to help our momentum. A wasted opportunity and I think it was the first time we had failed to find the net in the league that season.

 

https://youtu.be/feNzYh4kKx0

 

Things were much more composed when we visited the old Filbert Street at the end of November 1977. We were reigning league and European champions, but while we would (temporarily) lose our domestic dominance to Brian Clough’s Nottingham Forest that season, we were still imperious in Europe, going on to retain the European Cup against the Belgian’s Club Brugge at Wembley. Incidentally, Brugge were our vanquished foes when we won our second UEFA Cup 2 years earlier. Gladbach had been the losing side when we won both our maiden UEFA and European Cups. We didn’t play against a single Italian side in the 70s, believe it or not!

 

Leicester in 1977 were taken to the cleaners in a 4-0 rout. Fairclough blasted the opener into the roof of the net after a goalmouth scramble. Heighway extended the lead with a crisp volley from 8 yards out. Kenny put the game to bed, slamming home Ray Kennedy’s low driven cross at the far post moments after Leicester had cleared one off the line. The icing on the cake was added by Terry Mac on the volley from the edge of the area. It was clinical. It was dominant. It’s was Sir Bob’s almighty Reds. You can see the goals 27 minutes into this vid.

 

 

Steven Spielberg was proving to be the real deal on the Hollywood scene. He’d already created a masterpiece 2 years earlier, setting all sorts of box office records with his adaptation of Peter Benchley’s Jaws. His follow-up was eagerly anticipated and did not disappoint, topping the box office in November 1977. Close Encounters of the Third Kind is another piece of brilliance. Unlike many previous movies about aliens and UFOs, they are shown as an insatiable curiosity rather than a threat. Mashed potato mountains and the 5-bar musical refrain used for communication (you all know how it goes) together with a lightshow. There’s a sense of awe and wonder that Spielberg has always managed to effortlessly capture in his films, and he doesn’t hide away from depicting unhappy families and the trials and tribulations of everyday life hampered by obsession. You just can’t imagine any other director making something like this.

 

 

We have our own target to try and reach in the remaining games. It requires teams around us to have a downturn in form while we continue our current momentum, but that momentum is only possible if we do the right things and don’t allow our opponents (and that includes PGMOL’s finest) to dictate proceedings. We also need to see whether Leicester are motivated to try and turn their fortunes around or whether they are totally dispirited. Concentrate, be fully switched on, be motivated and be ruthless. Sides at the bottom of the division are where they are precisely because they have been doing the wrong things. We mustn’t allow Leicester to have more desire and conviction than us. Keeping desire and conviction levels up throughout the season is what our best sides in recent years (and decades gone by) did, and it’s what made them successful and a nightmare to play against. That’s what we should be striving for again. 3 points please.

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9 minutes ago, Creator Supreme said:

They'll obviously snot us after that fucking shambles this afternoon and this evening.

 

7 minutes ago, TheDrowningMan said:

If we fail to beat them we don’t deserve Champions League football for the next decade.

Seeing these posts one after the other scared me, if Daisy happened to be the next post I fear the Internet might have switched itself off.

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23 hours ago, Scott_M said:


That’s the spirit. 

Its true though isn't it? 

 

You batter your arch rivals 7-0 and then turn up to Bournemouth and saunter about the pitch like you are the kings of Europe.

 

We are a wildly inconsistent team and some of our last few games have been dreadful to watch, switched off against Spurs, struggled against a Fulham team missing some of their better players and that dreadful Brentford game where we couldn't pass to each other. Could have lost or drawn all three easily.

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It’s depression central on the FoxesTalk match thread. Saw this post which made me laugh.

 

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Our bus has been replaced with the cast of the wizard of Oz who are following the yellpw brick road to the championship.

 

Iversen - the wizard. Great promises but very disapppointing in reality.

Faes / Soyuncu - the scarecrows. They look intimidating and fit for the job, but have shit for brains.

Soumare / Ndidi - cowardly Lions. Look the real deal but really are massive pussies with as much fight as audley harrison on channel 5.

Castagne - the tin man. Zero ****ing heart and moves like a rusty tractor

Kristiansen - Toto. Yappy little ****er but ultimately useless

Tielemans - Dorothy. ****ing annoying little child star, always clicking his heels to get out of Oz.

 

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