The beginning of the end.....
Today's pathetic display by our overpaid merceneries for me spelled the end of Mancini's reign of this club.
Our chances of finishing in a champions league place died today for many reasons which go way beyond our current league position and points tally.
I willk find it staggering if the usual Mancini lovers can still have the opinion that he is the man to lead us forward despite today's overwhelming evidence that not only is our season sliding into a shambolic mess, but certain players simply DO NOT want to play for us. Worse still, Mancini has no idea how to inspire these players, change a team formation to pose different questions to the oposition during a game as he stands on the touchline like an undertaker, solemn and irrelevant.
Yaya, Balotteli, Boateng, Kolarov and Tevez simply have no desire to play for us.This was no more evident during the 2nd half when Zabs tried to gee up some effort for the lazy merceneries around him, the players weren't interested, they had their pay and simply looked disinterested.
And to those who still think mancini and these players can do no wrong, well, 40,000 fans at today's game spoke a thousand words with their silence, a crowd needs inspiration, needs to feel the team want to play for the fans, if not, the fans will not cheer them and today's complete lack of atmosphere for me was symptematic of the lack of feeling between the fans and these players and the manager. There is simply no love. Personallky i've never been more apathetic about my team than I am now. Apart from Kompany, Zabs, Hart, Dejong, Richards and Silva we have a collection of individual players, lured to our club by obscene ammounts of money and that could never work in building a team. No coincidence that 4 of the above players were out today.
Champions League is now unlikely, Mancini cannot survive a second season of ultimate failure, our owners won't stand for it.
I remember the bullshit excuses put on this board as to why the team wasn't flowing earlier in the season...the cries for our attacking fullbacks kolarov and Boateng....they would transfor the team....really? Kolarov is truly awful, I reserved judgement while he settled in but he simply cannot do the basics of defending and going forward he's generally ineffective. Boateng is NOT a right back, has no pace or skill going forward and like Kolarov cannot defend to save his life. Balotteli is lamentable, a player of such natural quality yet a heart the size of a pea.
The 'team' of average players of Birmingham City are about to lift a trophy high into the London night, their fans have silverware while our players are probably driving back to their luxury penthouses, in flash cars, wads of cash in their pockets...while us the fans are let down once again. To be frank, i'd rather be let down by crap players who although giving 100% just couldn't cut it, but being let down by talente players who didn't care is beyond acceptance.
I think today mancini lovers, you have to open your eyes and relise something is badly wrong at this club, this masterplan isn't working, this project is moribund in its current format.
Sadly we also need to realise we are not catching up the scum, they are miles ahead of us, and as things stand I can't see it changing. Why? Becasue when their scummy players pull their filthy red shirt on they are proud, when most of ours pull on the sky blue shirt that we would die to wear, it is a chore, a job, their is no love, no desire and no long term thinking in their minds.
Time to smell the coffee folks, Everton will in all liklihood put us out of the FA Cup [their team will simply want it more]. As for the Europa League...who knows...let's see.
I still love Man City, still work my arse off to pay for my tickets, but I don't love this team, some of them, most of them no. The worst thing about that is those players don't give a fuck either.
[Mancini lovers, try to refrain from Rag comments, expletives [SWP], excuses about needing time to gell, too many games, injuries bal bla bla...try to see reality..just try to be honest that the dream we all had that is turning sour.