| DESPICABLE STYLES DOES IT AGAIN
Editors
warning, the following match report should be approached with great
caution. If you are easily offended, a Wycombe fan or related to or
are Lawrie Sanchez or Rob Styles then I suggest you don't read on.
If you ignore this advice please don't come crying to me after - you
have been warned.
After seven days of hard graft God
fancied a day off. He had a couple of beers, a curry and then took a
massive shit. He wiped his arse and so Rob Styles was born! You
would think it inconceivable that a man with his track record
against Rangers would get this game but get it he did. And it seems
he is still as biased and corrupt as ever.
It would seem that these days we are
destined not to have a game against Wycombe without it descending
into high farce of the referees making. You will all remember the
game on Boxing Day when referee Prosser sent two Wycombe players
off, days later two Rangers players went in a reserve fixture. That
now means that in three games against Wycombe in less than nine
months we have seen an incredible eight red cards.
Things had all started so well with
Rangers swarming all over The Chairboys from almost the first
whistle. Kevin Gallen had a volley deflected wide and from the
subsequent corner Karl Connolly had a header deflected over. Gallen
also went close with a free header when he should have done better.
As has been the case with every game
this season, Rangers were unable to make their superiority tell and
fell behind. Dan Shittu intercepted a through ball but instead of
putting it in row z he started fannying about. Devine robbed him
wide and sent in a cross that former Wrexham striker Craig
Faulconbridge steered home.
Rangers should have equalised
immediately when Paul Furlong rose to power home a majestic header
from fifteen yards. Tosser Styles managed to find a way to disallow
it and book Furlong in the process. Karl Connolly had a goal
disallowed by the cretin for another alleged foul by Furlong. This
only preceded the most controversial incident of the game, the
farcical dismissal of Marc Bircham.
Now, Birch is no angel, I think we can
all admit that but his red card was a fucking joke! He was running
toward the ball with a Wycombe player when he was rugby tackled,
fairly it would seem. As the two men rolled on the floor Bircham is
alleged to have swung the elbow and the eagle eyed Styles was
straight onto it. If he'd had the card out any quicker he would have
been in danger of slitting his throat with it, something that was
now crossing the mind of two thousand plus Rangers fans. Bircham was
understandably incensed and it appeared that he went for Styles. He
had better hope that the myopic official didn't notice it. As he
trudged off down the tunnel, the pikey carpet and used fridge
salesman Sanchez started sticking his oar in. It had fuck all to do
with him and he's lucky Bircham didn't hang one on him as well.
Just before the break Rangers got the
equaliser their dominance deserved. Kevin Gallen played Paul Furlong
in and he crashed his shot low past Frank Talia. Styles even managed
to make an arse up of awarding the goal. Instead of pointing toward
the centre spot to indicate a fair goal he seemed to waive play on.
It was only after some colourful language from Gallen et al that he
managed to get it right.
Despite now being a man down Rangers
had played by far the better football. If we had kept working hard
we could have gained a point, if not won the game. The players
thought the better option would be to concede a stupid goal two
minutes into the second half and then stop playing almost entirely.
Darren Currie floated a corner in and chunk-a-lunk Andy Rammell
glanced home at the near post.
Again Rangers tried to hit back and
should have. Karl Connolly lost his man on the edge of the box with
a deft drop of the shoulder; he then proceeded to curl his shot into
the dozens of Wycombe fans behind the goal. The usual slating of
Connolly then started with calls for Doudou to come on. Thankfully
he didn't as we were giving the ball away enough already without his
input as well.
The third goal was down to more
profligate defending, this time on the part of Steve Palmer. He
dallied with a clearance and then allowed Currie to skip past him
unmolested. Sean Devine turned his cross home and the game was up.
There seemed no way that we would be able to claw ourselves back
into the game and most assumed the game would just peter out. How
wrong can you be, the fun was only just starting!
Marcus Bean had been brought on for
his first team debut in place of Connolly. The idea it seemed was to
add a bit more bite to the midfield, I'm not sure he was supposed to
take it to the level he did. He had only been on for five minutes
and had hit a couple of his trademark blockbuster tackles when Andy
Rammell started roughing him up. The pair tussled; Rammell seemed to
strike him so Beano chinned him! It was petulant and he will regret
it, but fair play to him, someone had to slap that carthorse.
So ten against nine and the game was
no different to before. But wait, you want more half arsed comedy
refereeing from Styles, well you've got it! Tommy Williams surged
down the left and swung the ball into the box. As he did Danny Senda
cleaned him out and he was off. Senda was also one of the men
dismissed in the Boxing match, sorry, Boxing Day match last year.
As the game was drawing to a close
Wycombe added a fourth when Michael Simpson fired home from the edge
of the box. The fact that it had all stemmed from the attempt by
Craig Faulconbridge to kick Royce's head onto the M40 was a trivial
insignificance to arsepipe Styles.
We probably deserved to loose but we
will never really know. If we play badly and get four banged past us
I can accept that but what I will not tolerate is an official that
sends players off for the sheer hell of it.
Once upon a time, football was a game
where two teams of eleven men went into battle with a fair-minded
mediator to rule on any decision that may have been in dispute. Now
it seems the players are an irrelevance that we can do without. This
year we have seen some piss poor refereeing against Stockport and to
a lesser extent Chesterfield. What I have witnessed to day actually
sickens me and it shouldn't because I could have told you before the
game what would happen.
I was at Craven Cottage when the
wanker sent off Steiner; I was at The Valley when the wanker sent
off Plummer. In those games he also managed to book nineteen Rangers
players. To be fair, he ruined the game for both sides but Wycombe
were able to cope with it better than us. What I would like to see
is Styles removed from the referee's list but we know that wont
happen. Just wait until May; what odds he gets the FA Cup Final?
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