That was quite pitiful. We had half our 'first' team playing at Dulwich, and nothing happened. I'll give you an example: our man in midfield has the ball at his feet, is confronted by an opponent, passes to our man ten yards away - who gives it back to him.
Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
VF isn't this cut and paste from last season? FFS five of starting line up had no league experience and 2nd half more kids came on at which time we were 3-0 up. It was largely a fitness exercise. I understand West Ham are coming to a ground near you soon and will play much better football.
Harveys Gardener: You are an apologist. It's comical that you apparently live next door to The Valley - yet you don't understand the slightest thing about football.
Not an apologist, won't apologise for thinking you're a to$$er. I have always lived miles from the Valley (Surrey/Berks) and never played organised football but not impressed with your supposed expertise. Are you Royston from ITTV?
Was a really enjoyable afternoon and a decent match considering it was a development squad game with a bit of a run-out for some of the first-teamers.
Dulwich certainly raised their game and had the best of it during that first half, but our finishing was key. Jackson's goal was superb, and I hope we'll be seeing more of Joe Aribo - strong, precise, surprised to find he had come from as low down as Staines Town.
Wish Charlton had made a bit more of it because it would have been nice to have seen some more Addicks at Champion Hill - all good PR and that - but 750-odd was a damn good crowd for a pre-season friendly as it was (and considering a lot of the Dulwich support were down the road at the Lambeth Country Show swigging Chucklehead cider).
Not an apologist, won't apologise for thinking you're a to$$er. I have always lived miles from the Valley (Surrey/Berks) and never played organised football but not impressed with your supposed expertise. Are you Royston from ITTV?
You are personally offended by any criticism of our players or the club, and you respond with vile abuse. You are in good company, Harveys Gardener: There are many other deeply unpleasant individuals on this forum.
VF you just trot out the same garbage time after time. If you think "to$$er" is VILE you need to grow a thicker skin or stop posting 100% negative comments.
That was quite pitiful. We had half our 'first' team playing at Dulwich, and nothing happened. I'll give you an example: our man in midfield has the ball at his feet, is confronted by an opponent, passes to our man ten yards away - who gives it back to him.
Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
Everyone is entitled to their opinion but...
No positives from yesterday then? Not impressed by the young lad from Staines, the skill of Lookman, the superb cross for the 3rd goal.
The only reason why the scoreline was a lot closer with all due respect to Dulwich was the amount of trialists on the pitch at the same time in the last 25 mins with Holmes Dennis the most experienced player in a Charlton shirt.
There were more positives than the negatives you have mentioned.
Harveys Gardener: It's not a case of a thick skin: It's your dim brain - and your vile and abusive words - that offend me. And you actually imagine you are the father of Callum Harriott and Joe Piggott.
This low-speed collision between harveys gardener and Viewfinder has the potential to be my favourite thing ever. It's the Pacquaio vs Mayweather of foppery
That was quite pitiful. We had half our 'first' team playing at Dulwich, and nothing happened. I'll give you an example: our man in midfield has the ball at his feet, is confronted by an opponent, passes to our man ten yards away - who gives it back to him.
Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
This low-speed collision between harveys gardener and Viewfinder has the potential to be my favourite thing ever. It's the Pacquaio vs Mayweather of foppery
It's a good one. We've been craving this for a while now.
That was quite pitiful. We had half our 'first' team playing at Dulwich, and nothing happened. I'll give you an example: our man in midfield has the ball at his feet, is confronted by an opponent, passes to our man ten yards away - who gives it back to him.
Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
Everyone is entitled to their opinion but...
No positives from yesterday then? Not impressed by the young lad from Staines, the skill of Lookman, the superb cross for the 3rd goal.
The only reason why the scoreline was a lot closer with all due respect to Dulwich was the amount of trialists on the pitch at the same time in the last 25 mins with Holmes Dennis the most experienced player in a Charlton shirt.
There were more positives than the negatives you have mentioned.
Utter balls. We had a great time - I thoroughly enjoyed the whole afternoon at Dulwich. It's not a case of being "negative", as you drearily put it. Part of the pleasure is noticing and understanding what it takes to make a strong Championship team. You blow balloons, hang buntings and knit scarves.
All your ridiculously pompous pride about our academy - "Oh, it's the best in the land" - is evidently wrong when those players and a mixture of first-teamers struggle to squeak a win against a club five divisions below. And the others lost 4-0 at St Trinian's. We should buy good players, spend money on a good manager and pay for effective coaches.
But you won't have it: "Ooooh dear, we must cheese-pare, scrimp and save and scratch the ledger with a quill pen." That is precisely why we have played utterly hapless football since we were promoted from League One. We can't pass and move, we can't tackle, we can't cross the ball accurately, we can't shoot without the ball hitting Row Z. For a club like Charlton - owned by a man with a personal fortune of £350 million - it is quite pathetic to argue the toss about a trialist from Staines.
Our opponents don't have your obsessive angst about spreadsheets. Bournemouth were on their knees five years ago, yet their rise to the Prem was swift and sure - helped by a superb player we pushed out because Duchatelet thought he wasn't worth it.
Was a really enjoyable afternoon and a decent match considering it was a development squad game with a bit of a run-out for some of the first-teamers.
Dulwich certainly raised their game and had the best of it during that first half, but our finishing was key. Jackson's goal was superb, and I hope we'll be seeing more of Joe Aribo - strong, precise, surprised to find he had come from as low down as Staines Town.
Wish Charlton had made a bit more of it because it would have been nice to have seen some more Addicks at Champion Hill - all good PR and that - but 750-odd was a damn good crowd for a pre-season friendly as it was (and considering a lot of the Dulwich support were down the road at the Lambeth Country Show swigging Chucklehead cider).
I have tried to find Joe Aribo on Google no where to be seen! Not in any resent or past Staines squads ! Is that hes real name or is he a ringer a made up name! Interesting
Was a really enjoyable afternoon and a decent match considering it was a development squad game with a bit of a run-out for some of the first-teamers.
Dulwich certainly raised their game and had the best of it during that first half, but our finishing was key. Jackson's goal was superb, and I hope we'll be seeing more of Joe Aribo - strong, precise, surprised to find he had come from as low down as Staines Town.
Wish Charlton had made a bit more of it because it would have been nice to have seen some more Addicks at Champion Hill - all good PR and that - but 750-odd was a damn good crowd for a pre-season friendly as it was (and considering a lot of the Dulwich support were down the road at the Lambeth Country Show swigging Chucklehead cider).
I have tried to find Joe Aribo on Google no where to be seen! Not in any resent or past Staines squads ! Is that hes real name or is he a ringer a made up name! Interesting
I'd try again if I was you.
Simply typing Joe Aribo into Google gave me pictures at the top of the page and 10 links on page one.
That was quite pitiful. We had half our 'first' team playing at Dulwich, and nothing happened. I'll give you an example: our man in midfield has the ball at his feet, is confronted by an opponent, passes to our man ten yards away - who gives it back to him.
Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
Was really disappointed after reading this that it didn't end with "...and I was very very drunk"
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
I coach kids near Dartford?...no I don't you absolute freak.
The rest of your post I can only presume you've had a serious head injury? Maybe caught too much sun all that hanging out at Sparrows Lane. Not a fucking clue what you're talking about.
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
Ahahahahaha! I mean, I know I was excited same as everybody else but this has absolutely blown my expectations out of the water. What in the blue hell are you talking about? Outstanding trolling. Just out-bloody-standing. Well done you strange little man
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
I read this around 10 times now and I'm still none the wiser.
1. I don't coach kids in Dartford. Never have. 2. I do go to the valley, mainly midweek games and any Saturday when I'm not playing. Also try do a few away games. 3. I've never killed anyone and I'm not entirely sure why I'd target communists if I did. 4. I don't own a St George's flag. 5. My mums not disabled. She also free to talk to who she likes. Even communists.
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
I read this around 10 times now and I'm still none the wiser.
1. I don't coach kids in Dartford. Never have. 2. I do go to the valley, mainly midweek games and any Saturday when I'm not playing. Also try do a few away games. 3. I've never killed anyone and I'm not entirely sure why I'd target communists if I did. 4. I don't own a St George's flag. 5. My mums not disabled. She also free to talk to who she likes. Even communists.
There you are ValleyGary, you "coach" children near Dartford and never actually go to The Valley. And you are the first to pipe up with your ignorant bile - kill Communists, hang out the St George's flag, and shoot anyone who talks to your disabled mother. You are an idiot.
I read this around 10 times now and I'm still none the wiser.
1. I don't coach kids in Dartford. Never have. 2. I do go to the valley, mainly midweek games and any Saturday when I'm not playing. Also try do a few away games. 3. I've never killed anyone and I'm not entirely sure why I'd target communists if I did. 4. I don't own a St George's flag. 5. My mums not disabled. She also free to talk to who she likes. Even communists.
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Without running to make the simple triangle.
They do this at The Valley: we are dispossessed, yet again. Another basic failing: Our midfielder rushes into a 50-50 challenge, slides over the back of his opponent, who comes away with the ball.
There is a physical weakness about our squad: They are midgets. Look at the Dulwich players: they muscled their way through every confrontation, perfectly legitimately. Let's look at the second half.
Vast swathes of inability to get over the half-way line. No-one in midfield has the strength or intelligence to pass, run and receive. Not one of our players is capable of a forward move. Up front we have a dwarf trialist and Zak Ansah. We are playing a team whose opponents in two weeks' time are Chipstead, Merstham, and Canvey Island.
After the final whistle I chatted to a professional couple: mid-forties, I'd guess. Gentrifiers at Goose Green. Used to live in West Hampstead, went to The Valley once or twice, now regulars at Dulwich Hamlet. "As outsiders," I asked, "What did you think of Charlton today?"
"Well - with half your first-team players - I'm surprised they couldn't make the slightest impression..."
Dulwich certainly raised their game and had the best of it during that first half, but our finishing was key. Jackson's goal was superb, and I hope we'll be seeing more of Joe Aribo - strong, precise, surprised to find he had come from as low down as Staines Town.
Wish Charlton had made a bit more of it because it would have been nice to have seen some more Addicks at Champion Hill - all good PR and that - but 750-odd was a damn good crowd for a pre-season friendly as it was (and considering a lot of the Dulwich support were down the road at the Lambeth Country Show swigging Chucklehead cider).
No positives from yesterday then? Not impressed by the young lad from Staines, the skill of Lookman, the superb cross for the 3rd goal.
The only reason why the scoreline was a lot closer with all due respect to Dulwich was the amount of trialists on the pitch at the same time in the last 25 mins with Holmes Dennis the most experienced player in a Charlton shirt.
There were more positives than the negatives you have mentioned.
All your ridiculously pompous pride about our academy - "Oh, it's the best in the land" - is evidently wrong when those players and a mixture of first-teamers struggle to squeak a win against a club five divisions below. And the others lost 4-0 at St Trinian's. We should buy good players, spend money on a good manager and pay for effective coaches.
But you won't have it: "Ooooh dear, we must cheese-pare, scrimp and save and scratch the ledger with a quill pen." That is precisely why we have played utterly hapless football since we were promoted from League One. We can't pass and move, we can't tackle, we can't cross the ball accurately, we can't shoot without the ball hitting Row Z. For a club like Charlton - owned by a man with a personal fortune of £350 million - it is quite pathetic to argue the toss about a trialist from Staines.
Our opponents don't have your obsessive angst about spreadsheets. Bournemouth were on their knees five years ago, yet their rise to the Prem was swift and sure - helped by a superb player we pushed out because Duchatelet thought he wasn't worth it.
Simply typing Joe Aribo into Google gave me pictures at the top of the page and 10 links on page one.
Didn't bother looking at page two.
The rest of your post I can only presume you've had a serious head injury? Maybe caught too much sun all that hanging out at Sparrows Lane. Not a fucking clue what you're talking about.
1. I don't coach kids in Dartford. Never have.
2. I do go to the valley, mainly midweek games and any Saturday when I'm not playing. Also try do a few away games.
3. I've never killed anyone and I'm not entirely sure why I'd target communists if I did.
4. I don't own a St George's flag.
5. My mums not disabled. She also free to talk to who she likes. Even communists.