BlueWolfie sent Vital Manchester City the following article.
Let’s face facts. The performance against Fulham was bad, so bad in fact it took forever to equalize when faced with what essentially amounted to nothing more than a Fulham B-team.
Sure, their goal in the first half was something to gaze upon and marvel but for the other 89 minutes (plus extra time), it was, as one poster described it, ‘typical City of old’.
Now, obviously that game on Sunday against Trafford United effected the players immensely – how could it not have done? And had there have been no Cup game, we’d have entered the match against the Hammers, more than likely as we did with Fulham, and we’d have lost.
However, let me go back to the ‘typical City of old’. There is not a club in the land, any land for that matter that has/is going through what City are going through. When the media say City can hand over blank cheques, they literally mean it. Our owner has around (give or take a dollar here or there) $35billion to his name, and his company has $1trillion. They have come and they have spent, and in all likelihood, will spend vast amounts in the years to come.
Our team, and the infrastructure has changed beyond recognition, and not just that, but there is a sense amongst the club and the fans that we can accomplish what was always deemed to be impossible. Until Wednesday night, that is.
I suspect that deep down, although we want to win things (and in so doing, rub Taggart’s face in it, because that’s always a nice thing to do), we still carry that fear that City will always be, well, City. Yes, we should not be thinking this way but after decades of mediocrity (and far worse), it is a difficult thing to rid oneself of entirely, as was evident during and after the Cup game.
It was not ‘typical City’ – even though it looked like it – it was just a bad performance, and nothing more. Come Monday night, Wednesday will be forgotten when we entertain Zola and Co., so just keep reminding yourself that we are City – Super City and we will very shortly be winning things, and rubbing it not just in Taggart’s face, but everyone’s.