Cripes. We’ve had some players at Brentford over the years who have proven, what we might politely describe as, ‘frustrating’. Paul Davis. Murray Jones. Neil Clement. A perhaps somewhat past his prime Kenny Sansom. Even the likes of Big Nick Proschwitz. That’s football. We all know that for every dozen gems that are unearthed at Griffin Park, there are those who promise much but don’t quite deliver. Betinho, anyone?

Even the BBC got excited back then
We’ve all shot our mouths off in the heat of the moment. Posted stuff on Twitter. On the GPG. On blog pages. Bemoaning the team or individuals. Moaning about the manager. It’s a wonder Marinus didn’t walk prior to his being pushed just 9 league games into that ill-fated spell in the dug-out. Even Thomas Frank has come in for his own share of abuse in the last few weeks. Thankfully, for him and the fans, the tide seems to be turning there with the reversal in form now coming our way. Honestly, who amongst us thought prior to Bolton that we’d go unbeaten over a packed Christmas programme that was followed up with trips to Bristol City, Birmingham City and a visit from title contenders Norwich City? Yet a little faith in individuals can go a long way. Something I’ve experienced first hand following our own transfer window business last season when the Birmingham three departed.
I guess the advent of social media has very much given a forum for keyboard warriors to vent their spleens from the safety of their bedrooms. No where moreso has this been seen than yesterday on Twitter. This was no flash in the pan, knee jerk attack but a deliberate and calculated attempt to slag off off one of the best players we’ve had in recent years. A character asassination the likes of which I don’t think I’ve ever seen previously. All justified by the fact that “I didn’t @ him”. Well, that’s ok then. I’m not naming either party. I’m sure you’ve seen it all and, if not, it won’t take Sherlock Holmes to unearth this even now. Not even Brentford FC Loyal on facebook have sunk to this level. And that’s saying something.
Seriously though, what fan thinks this helps anyone? At a time when morale has just been picked back off the floor thanks as much to the whining from Birmingham City supporters, why on earth would somebody who supposedly supports the team take such a cowardly and bitchy swipe? Why would they look to destabilise a player who is still one of the most highly regarded in the division?
Attention seeking? Small penis? A desperate attempt to get ‘hits’ and RTs? Whatever motivates you I suppose . Regardless of the consequence. Regardless of everything this player has done before. Regardless of the fact that the midfield and defence have cumulatively sold us so far down the river at times this season, brutally exposing others, that it doesn’t even bear thinking about.
No player is immune from criticism. I get that. We all have opinions. I get that. They earn more than most of us could dream about. I absolutely get that. Does this justify what was posted yesterday? Not even close, in my opinion. Tweet after tweet of perceived errors which, with the best will in the world, are only going to piss of the fans and find their way back to the squad. Regardless of how mentally strong they are.
I’m sure and I hope that this is water off a duck’s back. There will likely be those that think I’m over reacting. Perhaps so. But this is my blog and my opinion. And the over arching one here is that what went up yesterday was about as cowardly as it gets. Repeat every part of that to the player’s face. I dare you. Say that to Thomas Frank’s face. Say that to the face of Peter Gilham who, of course, was out there on Saturday. Celebrating his 50th anniversary as ‘man with the mic’ the same way he does every game – exhorting the fans to get behind our boys.
I’ve no doubt also that changes are coming on Saturday. It’s what we do in the FA Cup. Don’t take that as any sort of managerial comment on the performance, or lack of, from individuals within this team. We could all name more than a few who have had their share of calamities this time around. So why highlight one? Any changes won’t be as a result of social media, that’s for sure.
Ending on a positive note, I was sent the most amazing picture yesterday. One that harks back to our own FA Cup campaign of 1988-89. When inflatable were all the rage. And this one was still intact – rescued from the memorabilia collection in the attic (not mine, sadly). If ever we were looking for a good omen and a positive vibe ahead of another cup run then here it is. Could this be the last surviving ‘Funky Bee’.
Bring on Oxford United….

The FA Cup ‘Funky Bee’…
Nick Bruzon