E-mail from the guy who texted before.
Deserved nothing, got nothing. They were up for it and we weren't. Why? No point in trading punches with a side like this, you're gonna lose every time, you gotta play clever, play it short, play it along the floor. Lita came on and it was if we'd never seen him before, as if it was a shock. FFS, how long was he down here? Two tired CBs were never gonna hold him. Twenty odd thousand people could see what was going to happen, but not our management team. Rabbits caught in headlights. So disappointed, and in front of a big crowd again, why do we freeze every time? Curry, couple of pints, forget, move on.