Like watching Mrs. Brown’s Boys.

15 Jul

Three games to go. Brentford host Preston North End this evening knowing that, should we win, Thomas Frank and his team will be just one point behind West Bromwich Albion with two to play. That, after The Baggies’ 0-0 bore draw at home to Fulham last night. 90+ minutes we’ll never get back after sitting through a tepid game between two teams that seemed to be doing their level best not to concede a goal. The net result being the Cottagers are now reliant on mathematical improbability in their own hunt for ‘automatic’ whilst West Brom have a trip to relegation threatened Huddersfield Town on Friday evening. Yet all that is irrelevant if we can’t fulfil our own side of the equation and that begins at 5pm with the hunt for an eighth successive victory.

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Time we’ll never get back

There’s not really much one can say. For once, I’m with Thomas Frank in the not wanting to look ahead stakes. There is only one thing to focus on and that is absolutely the job in hand. If nothing else, Preston will themselves consider this their own last hurrah in a play-off push that at one time looked nailed on but has now come off the rails somewhat since we emerged from the other-side of Lockdown. Their only win since the return came at Sheffield Wednesday last week and they now find themselves five points outside the top six with inferior goal difference. Tonight really is ‘win or bust’ for the Deepdale outfit.

For Brentford, a win would be a staggering achievement. If not so much for the continued good form as the position it would then put us in. We’ve everything to play for and nothing to lose. West Bromwich Albion and Leeds United have held the top spots for so long that nobody expects them to slip up. Yet, slowly, we’ve reeled them both in. A play-off spot is already assured and so there’s nothing to lose by just going for it. In showing more of that relentless ‘never say die’ approach. 

I’d love to be there tonight. It’s not possible for any of us. But the couch is prepared. The goal sweets are in place. There’s beer in the fridge. No amount of talk, hype or conjecture can change it or influence the result. All we can do is enjoy it. Take pleasure from the brand of football our team continue to play.

One can’t blame West Brom for taking their point. Destiny is still in their own hands. But after making the emotional investment in ‘home defeat’ – something which would have required a Fulham goal –  almost anything would be better than watching that again. A tired trip through the motions in the guise of enjoyment that left the viewer feeling disappointed and dirty.

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