2011/09/30
Chester 3, United 2
I really don't mean to dump all this on Clyde Simms, but midfield defense is this team's major weakness and Clyde Simms in defensive holding mid the prime suspect. It's true that it was collectively Brandon McDonald's and Ethan White's worse night in central defense in recent memory, but those balls over the top to the feet of phucking Le Toux came from wide open Chester midfielders who consistently beat United's forward midfielders to 50-50 balls with more than enough time to pinpoint passes and Simms and King don't have the wheels and chops to backtrack in support. This is how teams have attacked United all year. St Benny knows this, but he has no other options. Baal bless Clyde Simms for his years of service, but Perry Kitchen (or somebody) is next year's holding mid.
Good, exciting, fun-to-watch game. Najar had a sitter on his forehead and gacked it. United could have quit and didn't. Not a devastating or demoralizing loss though it makes this Sunday afternoon's game at Columbus - we're going to be watching it at my house before we go see Bonny Prince Billy, you who know how to get there are welcome to join us - that much more important. It's going to be fun hating Chester, hopefully, fuck-me-jig, for decades to come. Fuck Peter Nowak, I hated that motherphucker when he was United's coach.
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