A point Snatched From Our Grasp – 18/12/16

What a frustrating afternoon at Elland Road yesterday with Brentford being denied a well-earned point right at the death.

Fine margins yet again as a tight offside decision goes against us, just as the Hogan pushing decision also went against us last week.  Dean Smith was convinced that both Vibe who made an excellent run from a cleverly taken free kick and Hogan who turned in his cross were both onside. Television evidence is less clear but it was a close run thing and given that Hogan was also cruelly denied a goal last Saturday when Mousinho went down as if there was a sniper in New Road then it is clear that we are not getting the rub of the green at present. Hogan might also have been awarded a penalty too just after the break when he ran into the area and was clumsily challenged by a defender. I do have to wonder whether the referee might have been more convinced if the incident had occurred at the other end? it is now around thirty games since Brentford were awarded a penalty too and looking at some of the soft awards that other clubs seem to be benefitting from – are you watching Sheffield Wednesday who received an early Christmas present yesterday against poor doomed and benighted Rotherham – then it makes you think that we are really unfortunate at present.

Hopefully the luck will change as we are very close to being a more than decent Championship outfit given a little bit of strengthening in the forthcoming Transfer Window.

Elland Road seems a bit flat yesterday and lacked its normal air of menacing triumphalism. There were also only the hardcore of Bees fans in attendance given the proximity to Christmas and the ludicrously high cost of match tickets.

Brentford performed excellently before the interval and totally silenced the crowd and made a good Leeds team look distinctly average. Bentley was totally redundant and had only one cross to punch away. Brentford dominated the midfield with Woods and Yennaris busy and Sawyers and Vibe finding space between the lines. The final pass just was not quite there and for all their possession and a concerted spell of pressure near to half time there were not enough chances created and Green was relatively untested and when we did get it right Hogan’s effort was controversially disallowed. We should have been ahead and a goal before halftime would have inspired us and deflated them.

The second half was a different matter and after a bright start the Bees were pushed back and began to turn the ball over carelessly at time and were caught on the break twice but thankfully Leeds missed presentable chances. As the game progressed the performance and energy levels clearly declined and the crowed began to scent blood. The goal came late on after we defended poorly out on the left and conceded a soft corner. We lost our defensive shape, did not cover the short corner and Egan was brushed off by the massive Bartley who beat Bentley to Dallas’s well flighted near post cross to score easily. That was that despite Egan almost making up for his error with a last gasp hooked volley narrowly over the bar.

What a frustrating and annoying journey it was back to the station as we contemplated the point that had got away.

We lost quite simply because we do not currently have sufficient fit players of the required standard. Tom Field played well and showed strength in the tackle and good positional sense but after the tough week he had had he ran out of puff and was substituted late on by Barbet – and that move cost us dear. He was exhausted and needs nursing, was on his last legs and that’s what I think Sawyers was telling the bench when he ran over to them just before he was subbed off.

Barbet is no full back, nor does he pretend to be and does not have the pace needed. He therefore stands off the winger and gives him more room. The corner from which they scored was down to his poor defending and slipping over at the crucial moment. There is no blame attached to him as he is simply doing the best he can in an unfamiliar position.

Nico Yennaris also disappeared from the action as the game progressed. He just does not seem to be fully fit and looks as if he is playing injured. He is one of our fittest players but now cannot seem to last 90 minutes so a lingering injury might well be the explanation. We missed his energy as McEachran never got into the game as we were pushed further back towards our own goal.

Vibe too is playing out of position just behind Hogan and missed one presentable early chance and should have had an assist. Kaikai did worry them a bit when he replaced the flagging Vibe but we do not have a number 10 capable of hurting teams at championship level and Macleod is sorely missed.

Leeds strengthened and we weakened as we were forced to make substitutions and a key difference was the quality of the two benches. Narrow margins yet again!

I am trying to be objective by saying that there is very little difference between ourselves and the major rump of this league.

We lack numbers, key players seem to be playing hurt and we all know where our weaknesses lie and I am quite sure that our DOFs are also well aware and that some of them might well be addressed in the transfer window.

To suggest that Dean Smith set us up to play for a draw as some have done is in my opinion total nonsense.

We simply did not have the puff or fresh legs needed to maintain our first half massive superiority.

We will be fine and will finish where we deserve, which is between 8-12th place.

By the way. Had we drawn at Bristol and Leeds rather than winning and then losing totally undeservedly there would probably have been less complaints even if we would have one point less and this is the first time that Leeds gave managed to beat us since we were promoted!!


What it Means To Beat QPR! – 31/10/16

qpr-v-brentford-london-challenge-cup-replay-1973-4Three days on, I am certain that every Brentford supporter is still floating on air after Friday’s demolition of our major rivals QPR – the first time that we have beaten them in their own backyard for 54 years. Revenge is a dish best served cold and it was even more satisfying that our victory and almost total domination and their humiliation was witnessed by a national TV audience on Sky Sports. No longer are we the whipping boys as there has been a seismic shift in the balance of power in West London and the Bees are now the team on the rise with much more to come from us over the next few years.

I know exactly how great I am feeling but it was wonderful to receive an email from former Brentford striker and local boy, Richard Poole which clearly demonstrated just what this victory over the traditional old enemy meant to him even though he is now living abroad. Here is what he had to say and I hope you relish his comments as much as I did:

Friday’s win somehow made me think about the Braemar Road forecourt at Griffin Park and that massive tree-like sign which was up for years and showed just how much we supporters had donated to the club in dribs and drabs, and how much was still needed in order to keep us alive after QPR had done their utmost to take us over and kill us in 1967.

I joined Brentford FC as a apprentice in the 1972/73 season and I can clearly remember our clashes in the South East Counties League as little old Brentford boasting only two apprentices – me and my mate Kevin Harding – had to go up against our rich neighbours, a QPR squad full of apprentices and youth internationals. Invariably they were very hard and violent games – to be quite frank they generally turned into kicking matches but I was never one to pull out of a tackle. I was always taught that if they hit you, then you spring right back up to your feet, smile at your opponent and then hit them even harder later on when the referee isn’t looking. We played our home games at Ruislip Manor’s ground on a small and narrow pitch with a slope worse than Yeovil’s and trained on public park pitches at Gunnersbury Park where we had to avoid the dog muck but it really didn’t matter as we played with total pride and respect for our shirt. 

I also remember one senior match against QPR in the London Challenge Cup second round in the 1973/74 season when later in the season I would make my full first team debut. The match was played in the evening at home and we fielded a mixed team with me and Kevin Harding one or two senior squad players like Stan Webb, Terry Scales, Alan Nelmes and Jackie Graham and a couple of other youth team products. QPR were then an established First Division side and fielded a really strong team. We gave our all and fought out a fully deserved 0-0 draw. We were well pleased and were all looking forward to the replay which was held on October 31st 1973 at Loftus Road. So how disappointed we all were when the Manager, Mike Everitt took a full strength first team for the replay and I have attached the team sheet which shows just how strong a team we fielded.

Mike Everitt was punishing the first team for losing 4-1 at Scunthorpe the previous Saturday – a totally spineless display which resulted in the Bees propping up the entire Football League in 92nd place for the first time in its history. So I missed out on the chance to play at Loftus Road and I was gutted that I would not get the opportunity to score a goal there and put QPR back in their place. We lost narrowly 2-1 and their team included Micky French as a substitute and they fielded quite a few first team players too. We hated QPR but to tell the truth we also had a pretty deep rivalry with Reading in the early to mid 70s too.

I was so proud and impressed with what I watched on Friday night and can only hope and pray that we can do more of the same this Friday against Fulham, put them back in their place, show them where they belong and prove that we really are the Kings of West London!


Just to let everyone know why I have not been writing or updating my blog lately. Well to be quite frank I have been pretty busy and occupied in researching and starting to write my biography of Bob Booker which I hope and expect to have published by the end of next year.

Here is a brief extract from Chapter 4 which covers his hat trick against Hull City in 1979. Let me know if you like it.


Bill Dodgin had kept an eye on Bob’s progress at Barnet and as results began to deteriorate and injuries started to bite he had no option but to recall Bob from his loan at Barnet.

Lee Holmes had bruised his ribs at Carlisle soon after scoring with a brave low header, so Bob was thrown straight back into first team action.

He had not played in the Third Division for over a year since November 11th 1978 but on December 8th 1979 Bob’s life was to change irrevocably when he scored a hat trick in a 7-2 thrashing of a struggling Hull City team. His three goals came in the space of just 24 minutes as Brentford notched their biggest victory since the record 9-0 obliteration of Wrexham in October 1963.

Bob remembers the day clearly, as well he might: “It was a misty, dark and drizzly day. Things started well when I made the second goal by flicking the ball to Steve Phillips who scored easily. For my first goal after 35 minutes, I turned away from Gordon Nisbet, went down the right and as the centre half slid out towards me and the keeper started to come off his line I side footed it towards goal I didn’t hit the ball particularly well but it went under the keeper and nestled in the corner of the net.”

The second goal came after a free kick from Alan Glover which was half-cleared and fell to Bob who poked it home and his hat trick was completed when he volleyed home Keith Fear’s right wing cross in the 59th minute.

Long-term Dodgin target Keith Fear had recently signed on loan from Plymouth and was the inspiration and pulled all the strings whilst playing in a free role as well as scoring a brilliant goal from wide out on the wing after Bob had passed him the ball. Steve Phillips scored twice and Bob was tickled pink to beat him to the hat trick, and Pat Kruse scored the seventh. Three goals and two assists in his first game of the season – not a bad way to announce your return to the team!

As for the match ball, it is now in pride of place in the Brentford Trophy Cabinet. Bob and his teammates signed the ball which raised the incredible sum of £1,000 at a Sportsmen’s’ Dinner at the club.

“ I couldn’t believe it went for so much but the guy who bought it said ‘I want you to have it back’ so I gave it to the club and hopefully one day it will be on display at their new stadium in Lionel Road.”

Bill Dodgin was delighted with Bob’s performance: “I thought the experience at Barnet would do him good and he is far sharper and has improved his control of the ball. I brought him in to give us some hustle and bustle and to take the weight off Steve Phillips, and he certainly did that.”

Bob knew that things could never be the same again after his wonderful performance: “This was the most exciting day of my life and it was sheer magic, I was still pretty much unknown and very few Brentford fans knew who I was. You could feel the buzz from the crowd and there were nearly seven thousand people there. But my achievement was a double-edged sword as the hat trick put so much pressure on me as the supporters now expected me to score in every game I played and unfortunately things were to go downhill for me from there.”

Much the same had happened to another callow young striker in Andy Woon who had burst into prominence by scoring three goals on his full Brentford debut in a 5-0 hammering of Port Vale in early 1973. After arriving unheralded from Bognor Regis the previous October. He hung around for a couple more seasons but he failed to meet rising expectations, his promise was unfulfilled and he drifted back into nonleague football with Maidstone United. Would the same fate befall Bob Booker?

Bob kept his place for four of the next five games and scored at Bury but he could not repeat the form he had displayed against Hull and he was dropped. He reflects sadly: “If it had not been for the injuries I would probably have been left out earlier and the crowd certainly didn’t help as they quickly got on my back.”

We will come back to the effect on players of booing in the next chapter but results soon deteriorated as a team suddenly shorn and bereft of confidence sank like a stone towards the bottom four after losing six of its next seven games. Tommy Baldwin simply felt that “the luck just ran out and we never really replaced Andy McCulloch.”

Bill Dodgin carried on with his tried and tested methods and approach just as before as he felt that the tide would turn, but it didn’t as the rot had well and truly set in. Bob Booker returned as a halftime substitute at home to Blackpool and after the “young, lanky striker” headed home the equaliser, he made the winner for Danny Salman, which brought about the first victory since Hull, eleven matches ago.

Bill Dodgin’s last shake of the dice in an effort to turn things around was signing tiny striker Tony Funnell for a club record £56,000 from Gillingham but he was a Steve Phillips clone, started slowly and didn’t improve matters, and six games and four defeats later Bill Dodgin was given a leave of absence and later sacked, which was a poor reward for such an excellent servant to the club who less than a year previously had loyally turned down the chance to join Chelsea as assistant manager, in retrospect a poor and misguided decision on his part.

Brentford Chairman Dan Tana was loath to pull the trigger on Bill Dodgin: “The time around his departure was very difficult, with only a handful of games to go it looked as if Brentford would get relegated and something had to be done to avoid the drop back to Division Four. The supporters had been demonstrating in the forecourt at Griffin Park and I’d spoken up on behalf of the manager – telling people that he’d been good enough to get us up and I thought he was good enough to keep us up. Bill and I spoke about the situation and, until the 6-1 thrashing at Colchester followed by the home defeat to Rotherham, he’d told me not to worry as he had every faith in being able to turn the situation around.”

“But after the Rotherham game Bill came over to my house and we analysed the whole situation and, on further reflection, Bill was no longer convinced that the team would escape the drop. So we came to a mutual agreement that he would step aside. I didn’t sack him – Bill was a very good man.”

Ironically it was the misfit, Tony Funnell, who finally came good and scored the winner in the last game of the season against Millwall that kept the Bees up.

Dodgin was replaced by his former coach, Fred Callaghan who was the antithesis to Dodgin as he was “a tough nut and a bit of a character who worked the players hard.”

The days of long liquid lunches and golf outings were gone as training increased in intensity and three wins in the last seven matches ensured that the Bees finished two places and two points clear of relegation.

This was Bob’s first experience of seeing his manager sacked and replaced and he felt very unsure of what the future had to bring for him.

“Losing Bill was tough to take and it was sad to see him go as he had been a father figure to me and given me my opportunity and believed in me. My main worry was whether the new manager would like and rate me and if I would be in his plans and I knew that I had to prove myself once again. Fred was a fresh face and a fresh voice and we responded to him although he did not change things too much at first apart from training us harder and longer.”

Bob was brought back into the team for a must-win match at Gillingham and he responded by scoring the winner with a brilliant left foot curler from the edge of the area, his best goal to date, which helped turn his career round as it filled him with confidence for the following season.

This had been a roller-coaster season for Bob as he had started it totally out of favour, proved himself during his loan spell under Barry Fry, came back with a bang with that hat trick against Hull, drifted out of contention again before ending the season with a crucial winning goal at Gillingham. All in all he had scored six goals in nine appearances plus three more as a substitute, which was enough to make him equal third top scorer in the team.

He had barely played a dozen Football League matches but so much had already happened to him in his career.

Turf Wars: A History of London Football – 6/9/16

Pretty much every major football club boasts a book or two recording its history from formation until the present day. Given the growing number of statisticians and frustrated writers out there for whom this is a real labour of love, many of them are of a truly exceptional standard and boast a combination of deep and painstaking research, well chosen words that paint striking verbal pictures and startling photographs which bring so many previously half forgotten episodes back to life.

Given the size and stature of our club we Brentford fans have certainly been well served in this area and I doubt if there are many serious fans of the club who do not possess a copy of the unparalleled and inimitable 100 Years of Brentford, a true treasure and cornucopia of riches from start to finish.

The 125th Anniversary book was also a massively impressive work of art incorporating as it did so many wonderfully evocative press clippings from days of yore.

The 70s, 80s and 90s have all been celebrated recently with their own comprehensive Big Brentford Book and there is also a serviceable Who’s Who edition.

I am really not sure if there are many gaps remaining to be filled for Bees fans who have already been so well catered for.

I hope and expect that work has already started on an oral history celebrating Griffin Park our home for 112 years now and one that will be sorely missed when the long awaited and much anticipated Lionel Road stadium finally comes to fruition.

There has also been thought given to a Harry Curtis Years book commemorating the club’s glory days when the legendary Secretary/Manager took them from the depths of the Third Division to near the top of the First.

This would be my personal favourite and I am aware that Dave Lane, author of the two excellent Cult Bees and Legends interview books has been researching Harry Curtis and so far without success attempting to locate some of his descendants.

Hopefully this book will become a reality rather than a pipe dream as I never tire of being reminded of the times when the mighty Bees were a team to be feared and Arsenal in particular fell foul of us on many occasions in the few years leading up to the Second World War.

Maybe Mark Croxford will also be tempted to publish an updated Who’s Who book given his painstaking levels of research and knowledge and perhaps one day we will finally be treated to the long awaited and anticipated anthology of the writings of the much admired Middlesex Chronicle journalist George Sands who watched the Bees play over one thousand times without missing a match.

I make a point of seeking out other historical books that I feel have special merit and my efforts were certainly rewarded very recently.

Many years ago as a young child I read and relished David Prole’s Football in London and I have been waiting in vain ever since for it to be updated or replaced. It provided an indepth analysis and history of the main protagonists in the London football scene up until the mid 60s.

My eternal gratitude now goes to Steve Tongue who has used his experience and knowledge of the London football scene gained over many years as a leading football journalist to provide a well organised, fascinating and comprehensive history of all the London football clubs, amateur and professional alike.

I have long enjoyed and admired his erudite and pithy match reports in a variety of publications and if I recall correctly I was once a teammate of his on a dank and gloomy Sunday morning at Wormwood Scrubs many, many years ago when we both played for Brian Glanville’s Chelsea Casuals team.

Tongue has sensibly and cleverly divided the book into eras and writes about each club forensically and with humour and knowledge with a keen eye for spotting patterns and trends and, most impressively not for one moment does he let slip any evidence of personal bias or self interest. A casual reader of this book would have no idea about his long and deeply held passion for Leyton Orient.

The book is short in pages but long in information and has been beautifully produced with loving care by the admirable Pitch Publishing who have been responsible for so many exceptional sports books recently.

It is a real gem and sensibly priced at a mere £9.99. I can wholeheartedly recommend it to all students of London football and as far as I am concerned, it was well worth the wait.

Turf Wars: A History of London Football by Steve Tongue. Pitch Publishing. £9.99.

How Good Are We? – 1/9/16

There have been a lot of questions raised over the last few weeks about the relative strength of the Brentford squad and how well we are equipped to face the challenges that doubtless lie ahead in what is likely to be the strongest Championship in living memory given the quite ridiculous sums of money sloshing around and the size of the fees already invested in players by the likes of Newcastle, Aston VIlla, Norwich and Sheffield Wednesday.

How on earth can a Brentford team hamstrung by the fact that the club has almost the smallest attendances and lowest revenue in the division compete on a level playing field with its richer brethren?

Well the truth of course is that the playing field is far from level or even and the Bees quite simply have to do everything different, better and smarter if they are not to be left trailing in the wake of their opponents.

Their strategy is clear and uncompromising – buy cheap and sell dear and concentrate almost exclusively on signing talented young players from both home and abroad with development potential and when the time is right, sell them at the top of the market and start the entire process again.

So far this policy has worked like a dream and will continue to do so as long as we continue to recruit well and persuade players and their agents that Brentford is a perfect steppingstone club which will put young players in the spotlight and provide them with the framework in which to improve and shine before eventually moving on.

Given the vast sums being spent on transfers in the Championship and the undisputed fact that many clubs are recruiting better and smarter, it has become harder and harder for Brentford to maintain their competitive advantage and stay ahead. Barnsley in particular are using analytics very cleverly and signing some interesting players from all levels of the game.

Whenever asked I stated quite firmly that no judgements on this season’s activity and strength of squad should be made until 1st September once the Transfer Window had closed until next January.

So here we are in September and how well do I think we have done?

Pretty damn well is my verdict, particularly given the problems we faced, but I suspect it was a close run thing as matters went pretty much to the wire and could quite easily have gone differently, in which case we’d have had quite a different tale to tell today.

From the squad that finished last season we have lost all three loanees in Djuricin, Swift and Canos, Button and Bidwell made it clear that they would not extend their contracts and therefore needed to be sold and O’Connell departed for Shffield United.

Judge too remains on the long term injured list and it is doubtful if he will be seen much before Christmas and a difficult decision will need to be made about him in January given that his contract ends next Summer.

Have we adequately replaced the players we have lost and perhaps even strengthened?

Button was a marvellously consistent goalkeeper but on early evidence Bentley is sublime and is surely earmarked for greater things. Hopefully we can get the tribunal with Southend sorted as soon as possible as I suspect that he will be in great demand perhaps as soon as January.

Bidwell was a mainstay of the team – Mr Reliable – but signing Rico Henry is a massive coup.

Injured he may be now but in Bentley and Henry we now possess two potential full international footballers, and I am not exaggerating when I say that. The fee for Henry is substantial and could reach eye watering proportions but we are likely to benefit greatly from his services before he leaves us at some point for a huge profit.

Our policy of protecting the future also paid dividends with Alfie Mawson whose move to Swansea for a fee of around £5 million, a sum that highlights the madhouse that football has become, has led to us benefiting from a sell-on clause reputed to be around 40%.

If that figure is accurate then Mawson, a youngster who never played a league game for us, has paid for Rico Henry. Good business indeed!

Kaikai finally arrived yesterday not without some mishaps and he has the potential to replace Canos whose pace, cutting edge and enthusiasm have been sorely missed.

Since last season ended the Bees have signed four top quality players from the Third Division in Bentley, Egan, Sawyers and Henry, indeed with the exception of Gillingham’s Bradley Dack, probably the best players in that division.

Two talented Premier League quality  loanees in Elder and Kaikai complete our recruitment which has been totally exceptional and well in line with the club’s ethos.

Analyst Ted Knutson recently highlighted Henry as the top prospect in the lower leagues and also mentioned Colin and Barbet as likely Premier League players in the making and the Bees now have a whole raft of promising young players whose value can only appreciate as they continue to improve.

Therevis also much talent bubbling under in the newly formed B team who can fill in if necessary.

The other exceptional news was that of Ryan Woods extending his contract for four more years  and that means that the majority of their best players are now on long contracts and the club’s position is therefore protected for the midterm.

Of course we could have hoped for more, another striker or winger, or that long awaited tough tackling defensive midfielder but the club has to work within its limitations and I believe that we are now well equipped to face the challenge of the Championship with equanimity and we should be one of the division’s better teams.

 I expect further tweeking to the squad in January by which time we should know far more about whether Josh McEachran can establish himself, if KK’s excellent late season form was a flash in the pan and if Lasse Vibe and Philipp Hofmann can provide Hogan with the support he needs.

Kaikai will score goals but Sawyers and Macleod will also need to step up to the plate and score regularly.

We will have bad days too but in essence we have put together a decent squad that should ensure that we are defensively sound, competitive, attractive and good to watch.

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Tippy-tappy Frustration! 20/8/16

I have been thinking about picking and choosing my away games this season given my other commitments and a determination to have a bit of a life outside Brentford.

Unfortunately I allowed myself to be enticed by the allure of six points and two decent performances at home in the last week and took myself off to Rotherham.

Having watched the Bees play and manage to lose in all sorts of idiotic manners over the years, defeats on their own do not necessarily upset me as I am totally inured to them.

What matters to me so much more is the way we play and whether or not we deserve to get something out of a game.

My verdict on today’s 1-0 defeat at Rotherham is short and not very sweet.

We lost to probably the worst team in the Championship, assuming of course that our last two decent performances were not a mere flash in the pan.

Rotherham were limited, lacked flair or much ability on the ball but played within their limitations, got the ball forward as quickly as they could and tackled and pressed like demons. They were happy to let us play unhindered in our own half but formed two solid banks of four that we struggled to penetrate.

Most of their chances came from our giving the ball away or over elaborating, most noticeably when Vibe dithered just outside our box, gave the ball away to Brown and was only rescued by a stupendous save by Bentley. The goal came when a simple through ball caught us square and appealing in vain for offside as Ward ran through to score easily. Close but it appeared just onside to me. There looked as if there had been a foul on Hogan as the move developed but nothing was given.

They always tried to get the ball into the area quickly, something we could learn from.

Brentford started poorly and got worse and took nearly twenty minutes to put together a move of any note but one that should have counted when Colin was put away and his low centre was stabbed inches wide by Vibe who missed a gilt edged chance. From time to time we clicked and moved the ball with menace and Sawyers almost set up Hogan but the ball slipped away from his feet directly in front of goal.

We played the ball carefully and slowly across the back four going forwards and then back with monotonous regularity with Hogan making a series of runs that were ignored and the ball would eventually be given away.

Macleod and Sawyers ran into blind alleys and Wood and Yennaris, industrious as they were, showed little incision.

In short we got nowhere very, very slowly.

Egan did have two headers from corners, one easily saved and he then didn’t get enough on the ball from a great position in front of goal.

The second half meandered on just like the first. Rotherham were happy to sit back content with their lead and confident that we would not hurt them. We totally dominated possession as the stats will show but rarely broke them down.

Hogan’s snap shot hit the keeper and he arched backwards to head inches wide. Late substitute Ledesma was more competent than most and had a last minute shot pushed wide by the seriously underworked Lee Camp.

Bentley too had nothing to do after the break except start us up on yet another attack doomed to go nowhere.

Possession for possession’s sake is no use to anyone and we lacked directness, pace and it has to be said, the bravery to try something different.

I can barely remember any Brentford player trying to beat a man and we always tried to play one pass too many on the edge of the box. Our crossing was execrable, too often hitting the first man.

You have to beat the likes of Rotherham if you are to achieve anything in this league and we can’t even suggest that, as has been the case in previous matches, that they tried to kick us off the pitch because they didn’t.

They were certainly more incisive and determined in the challenge but that was fair enough.

We were simply competent, average and ineffectual and everyone was waiting for someone else to take responsibility and make something happen.

We failed to impose ourselves and we have thrown away three points that were there for the taking.

Talk of challenging for the top six is a mere chimera. Expectations need to be managed and not unrealistically raised. On today’s form we will do well to avoid the bottom half.

Defensively we were OK but wasteful in possession when challenged. Colin was particularly guilty and gave the ball away carelessly and we missed Barbet’s peerless ability to change the direction of the play with a forty yard pass. Elder too needed to get forward more as he offered little threat.

The midfield were all much of a muchness. Competent but uninspired and Sawyers soon drifted out of the game. Macleod too did little to stand out and Vibe frustrated on the right wing, constantly checking back and losing possession. Woods too for all his effort and energy never hurt the opposition neither did Saunders nor McEachran when they came on.

Hogan ran into too many blind alleys and as usual lacked support but was our only real goal threat.

Hofmann was left off the bench today hopefully a hint that will be taken by him and his agent.

At least the powers that be can be under no illusions regarding what we are lacking. Pace, incision and something a little bit out of the ordinary.

We are far too predictable and are solid, well organised, technically competent but are entirely lacking in imagination, originality, pace and directness. A few more bodies in the area would also be very welcome.

You have to make something happen to succeed and today we were far too passive, blunt and uninspired.

Creativity costs money and I think that we are going to have to pull a few rabbits out of the hat before the end of the Transfer Window if this is not to be a long and frustrating first half of the season but are we able to spend money, or indeed should we given our finances? That is a conundrum for the owner.

Despite the negative tenet of my comments a fit Alan Judge or Sergi Canos would go a long way towards making us a decent team. I suspect though that we will have to hope in vain and make do for the most part with what we have.

So today provided more questions than answers but nothing that wasn’t entirely clear before we travelled.

We are a decent, honest and respectable Championship team and for this I rejoice. Are we able, capable or willing to take that next step to improve the squad, address our weaknesses and move into the next level?

Watch this space.

Book Signing – 13/08/16

Just to give you all some advance warning that I expect there to be a book signing in the BFC Superstore before the Sheffield Wednesday game in a fortnight’s time on 27th August.

I have spoken to Peter Gilham and he’s doing his best to get me a squad player uninvolved in that game to come and sign copies of Growing Pains with me.

I will post more details as and when I have them.

The book is selling well and is available on Amazon as well as in the Superstore. Thanks to everyone who has purchased it and I hope that more of you will check it out.

As for my next project, I have met Bob Booker several times now and have just finished the first chapter of his forthcoming biography which should be out this time next year.

He is a lovely guy and he has regaled me with so many stories that hopefully will find their way into the book.

So far I’ve interviewed Tommy Baldwin, Pat Kruse and Paul Brooker about him with lots more former players to come.

This explains why my blog has dried up. Firstly I’m spending a lot of time researching and writing the Bob Booker book and also I really don’t want to bore you all by simply repeating myself.

We all know and appreciate the difficult situation we face to compete on an equal footing in the Championship given our size and lack of financial resources and also rejoice in simply being in a league I never really expected us to reach.

I don’t see the point in reiterating this message week after week but will try and write the odd article if people want and if time permits.

Thank you.