I don’t know what to say about the current state of West Ham that hasn’t already been said. I think we’re all feeling pretty similar – disheartened.
I don’t feel angry, I don’t feel like there’s any glimmer of hope to come. I’ve just had enough of the season, I want it to be over and for the next Championship season to begin.
I feel like our fate has been all but sealed. It would take not only a miracle to pep these players up to be ready to fight to the end of the season, but also it seems they need to learn how to play football again.
Expecting the worst during a brutal run
It’s been the worst few weeks. But hey, we might win the FA Cup!
No sooner had we got over the shock of having no Boxing Day football to enjoy our turkey sandwiches with, we endured defeat to Fulham, a draw at Brighton (a win in our books, right?), and a drumming at Wolves.
That all felt very expected, annoying, but expected.
Who else were Wolves going to make headlines against? It was embarrassing and, to use the word again, disheartening.
The Forest defeat and a nail in the coffin
But there was something about the Forest defeat that felt like a nail in the coffin of our season.
At the final whistle, I felt sad. I just stared at the telly and felt exactly how I did when our relegation was confirmed in 2003, when I was 15 and not accustomed to such fate.
The reaction of the players even suggested similar – sitting on the floor, feeling like the deal had been done.
Square pegs in round holes under board pressure
The worst thing is, I don’t know where to pin the blame and what the next move should be.
The board is under increasing pressure, and that does feel like where the heat should be. It’s the common denominator.
We seem to be picking up players left right and centre, and managers even – and just turning them into lesser versions of themselves.
There has to be a whole shift in attitudes, work rate, mindsets, while letting managers go back to being managers, not just left to work out a system for a bunch of players to fit into – we’re putting square pegs into round holes.
A decade of not being listened to
We’ve had a tough few years as fans. We’ve had our home taken away from us and we’re still resilient.
It feels like we’re really starting to feel the results of not being listened to, nearly 10 years on.
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