It's been one of the best round tables I've read for a while and some fantastic posts have really summed it up better than I ever could, but here goes anyway...
My irrational hatred team is definitely Spurs. Hate their arrogant wanker fans whose attitudes suggest a huge club with a glorious history, when the truth is they've mostly been shite for as long as anyone can remember. Hate the chant 'Come on you Spurs'. Hate their manager. Hate Adebayor, Assou-Ekotto and that little diving prick Bale. Hate the way they seem to get linked with every player we're interested in about two weeks after us and then 'steal' our signings. Hate the way that Redknapp always tried to pretend they were the small, pan-handling, underdog club who'd spent nothing and done good, when in fact their net spend for a few years was as high as anyone other than City. Mostly though, I just hate the way they've cruised past us purely by being better-run while we've fucked up at almost every critical juncture for the past 4 years. So there it is, pure bitterness.
Back to this weekend, I would say sadly that it was a reality check. Villa were decent but nothing more and were simply made to look dangerous by our complete incompetence. I think some of those that credit them for playing a tactically astute game are forgetting that for the first 20 minutes they were absolutely abysmally piss-poor and I would argue that until they scored they looked the worst team we've played this season. During that opening period, I was continually shocked at how easy it was for us - enormous spaces in the midfield, stupidly compliant defending - even though we were dominant in the opening phase, we can barely take much credit due to Villa's shambolic shape. We were fine, but also our usual profligate selves, and any team worth their salt would have been at least one or two up with the room we'd been given. I honestly thought after about ten minutes that it was a three or four-nil in the making.
But then, one swing of Bentecke's boot (a good strike, but Reina looked like his feet and spring weren't quite right) and it turned into one of the strangest games I've seen in a while. We went completely to pieces - morale, tactical awareness, shape, decision-making, basic passing and marking - all seemingly given up on just cos we'd conceded against the run of play. There were echoes of the WBA game from the opening day of the season in how, after a decent start for us, it seemed to turn into a case of everything going right for our opponents and wrong for us.
The collapse was all the more disappointing when one considers that one of the big positives of the past month has been our seemingly re-discovered mental toughness: looking completely out of it at Stamford Bridge only to rescue a draw and finish stronger; grinding out a controlled away win in Italy; coming from behind to win v West Ham. All of those encouraging signs that had turned many of us into true believers were made to look laughably irrelevant on Saturday.
I'm sure it isn't the case and I don't want to seem too serious in the accusation, but for the last hour I kept thinking we looked a team that had had a boozy Christmas do during the week. We were so inept and incoherent that it seemed like we were genuinely unfit. I know the truth is almost certainly more that we simply underestimated Villa and believed our own hype too much, but the thoughts crossed my mind regardless. I know other posts have pointed to our predictability and vulnerability on the counter, which is a valid point, but to be honest Saturday was just one of those times when so much was basically wrong and so little was right that it's hard to even point the finger at our tactics.
Almost to a man we were just really really bad. Truthfully Downing was probably our best player and I thought he had a half decent game at LB. Skrtel, after looking like he was 'back' lately, returned to his early season (i.e. shite) form. Agger seems to be the one player nobody is criticising, but I'd suggest people look at the second goal again where he woefully lost Weimann and was so at fault that even the pundits here in Denmark were having a go at him. I really am a fan of Joe Allen and he still has flashes of great ability in games, but it's like the confusion over the different roles he's played for the team (and almost certainly fatigue) is badly affecting him lately. He was poor again and Henderson is now well worth a run out in his place. While some of the criticism of Stevie G is over the top and he shouldn't be made a scapegoat when so many others weren't up to scratch, it was yet another sub-par performance from the captain. Aristotle's description of him earlier in the thread was heart-breakingly accurate. It's like you can actually see his legs going before your very eyes. Gerrard's wincing body language of late suggests that he knows it in his heart of hearts too. I understand it's a big call for Rodgers to drop him, but he really needs to be rotated and moving him out of midfield will likely solve at least one if not two of our problems. Those expecting him to revert to barn-storming type if played in the front 3 will probably be disappointed however, as so much of that ability simply no longer exists. Gerrard can clearly still contribute to this club as his eye for an incisive ball and brilliant ability to whip a cross are still there, but as many here have said, it should be more and more in an impact role to get the best out of him.
The continuing undroppability of our captain is also indicative that BR is developing a nasty habit of playing favourites - Allen, Gerrard and very worryingly, Cole seem to figure regardless of form, while Suso, Sahin and Assaidi continue to be ignored even when times are desperate. I'm still a believer in our manager of course, and overall I still see the positives (though they're difficult to find after a game like that), but I feel he needs to get ballsier about his selections and pay more attention to form. While I don't think he's going to rival Fergie in his ability to dish out hairdryer treatment, I hope he gave the players his version of a bollocking on Saturday, as the Mr. Nice Guy shtick would ring very hollow after a day like that.
So a reality check then, but hopefully also something we learn from. We are a mid table side - no getting around it, and this result rammed home the confirmation in case any of us had forgotten - and that means that not a single team can be taken lightly the rest of the season. Hopefully back to business against Fulham.