We certainly were not sitting comfortably. Or, at least, the Moonshiners were (oddly, the people who vilify you the most now), but those of us who escaped early lobotomies were not. Over a period of five months, performance levels had dropped precipitously, and the League position and points per game were getting were getting worse and worse as the weeks went by and the players became more and more confused by his gobbledegook and his staff grew more and more angry at his arrogance.
He inflicted the worst result in Oxford's entire 120 year history on the club. Sitting comfortably!!! Really? And the final straw was losing twice to a Bury team so bad that it had not even scored a goal in its previous seven games or something.
We certainly were not sitting comfortably. Or, at least, the Moonshiners were (oddly, the people who vilify you the most now), but those of us who escaped early lobotomies were not. Over a period of five months, performance levels had dropped precipitously, and the League position and points per game were getting were getting worse and worse as the weeks went by and the players became more and more confused by his gobbledegook and his staff grew more and more angry at his arrogance.
He inflicted the worst result in Oxford's entire 120 year history on the club. Sitting comfortably!!! Really? And the final straw was losing twice to a Bury team so bad that it had not even scored a goal in its previous seven games or something.
Whilst leading this proud club to these humiliations, your client then attempted a childish gesture of revenge against supporters who had, in fact, been unbelievably (delusionally, in fact) patient with his incompetence. For that gesture alone - bad enough from an immature player in the heat of the moment, but inexcusable from a manager - he deserved to lose his job. Coming so soon after the 7-0 Wigan drubbing, he should have been feeling sufficient shame to keep his head down for some time until he had atoned. But no. He crowned incompetence with lack of judgement, and was bulleted.
His squad building was so bad that even a competent manager like Robinson is struggling to extract points, despite improved effort and fitness levels.
Unlike some, I am not going to tell you to leave here. Your continued presence reminds us of the sheer delusions, grandstanding and self-congratulatory bullshit that was the mark of the mercifully brief Pep/ Eales era. Truly, those two thirsty muppets deserved each other. Both so fond of telling everyone how wonderful they are whilst being painfully short of any substance.
Whilst leading this proud club to these humiliations, your client then attempted a childish gesture of revenge against supporters who had, in fact, been unbelievably (delusionally, in fact) patient with his incompetence. For that gesture alone - bad enough from an immature player in the heat of the moment, but inexcusable from a manager - he deserved to lose his job. Coming so soon after the 7-0 Wigan drubbing, he should have been feeling sufficient shame to keep his head down for some time until he had atoned. But no. He crowned incompetence with lack of judgement, and was bulleted.
His squad building was so bad that even a competent manager like Robinson is struggling to extract points, despite improved effort and fitness levels.
Unlike some, I am not going to tell you to leave here. Your continued presence reminds us of the sheer delusions, grandstanding and self-congratulatory bullshit that was the mark of the mercifully brief Pep/ Eales era. Truly, those two thirsty muppets deserved each other. Both so fond of telling everyone how wonderful they are whilst being painfully short of any substance.