Bye bye Villa season ticket it was nice knowing you

Left in a wallet on a London tube after too much whisky in Soho, gone the same way as the phone I lost after the 2009 Man Utd final and the innocence I lost that infamous night before the 2000 cup final.

Arsenal was brilliant. Until the second half.

Lots of Villa fans boozing around Covent Garden and singing expletive ridden songs in Tube Station lifts as Jeremeys and Ruperts in red trousers rolled their eyes in disgust at the barbarians pushing them up against wee stained walls.

Good pubs and lots of familiar faces outside Birmingham.

Now that is what I call a good away day. Of course we lost, just after our team gave us enough reason to hope we were watching the stand out performance of the season.

Our defence can only muster one good half without giving away penalties, own goals or letting a truck full of Mohicans waltz through their midst.

Getting knocked out of the FA Cup is horrible. Losing in the league is standard, there is another game the next week but we wont be playing in the FA Cup until next year. And with the big guns out we had a chance of progressing, if we could have got a draw I even think we could have beaten Arsenal in the replay as they would be worrying about the Champions League.

So that is it, unless we get dragged into the relegation fight, there will be no crunch games until next season.

So QPR proved a game too much, I just couldn’t be bothered to brave the cold on the off chance both me and the ticket office computer would remember my digits, address and passwords so I could get in without my season ticket.

Which by the way no-one has handed in, it is probably being used by some North London rioter to cut up his daily dose of M-Kat, R-Pat or whatever the kids are on these days. Typically the only home game I miss and it turns out to be a corker with a whole 45 minutes of attacking football.

The second half looked fantastic and it was great to see The Zog finally catch fire and score his first goal.

But our defence had given us an uphill struggle from the first half.

Warcrock finally succeeded where he failed against Everton and scored an own goal in front of the Holte. The bloke is a disaster zone, Houllier was right about him and our defence as a whole, they are a liability and have gone on for a season too long. We have to have the worst full-backs in the league at the moment.

Only Carlos looks like a proper 90 minute defender but with so many mistakes being made around him it’s impossible to expect him to have a good game.

One interesting statistic is that we have gained more points from a losing position than anyone else in the league. Which obviously shows we have some heart but also handily shows we start slow and our defence will usually hand the opposition a goal before half time.

We’ve got Newcastle away on Sunday. The omens don’t look good and lets hope it wont be a repeat of last season’s hammering.

They are having a fantastic season and are in pole position to win the all important Race for Seventh.

Whereas our poor form means we are relegated to the not so important Race for the Top Ten.

But on the bright side at least we don’t have a racist for a captain or as our star striker!

Up the Villa!

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