Dropped Points Or Just Spoiled?

Dropped points?
The second half didn't disappoint

Maybe we are spoiled
Positivity machine well oiled

Momentum is still there
Last season we would've taken it to be fair

All I want for Christmas
Is no fuss
Just contracts for our main men
Pass Garry the pen

Keep Cellino on mute
It just doesn't compute

How good things are
Playing better by far

Than in days past
Fixtures coming in thick and fast

There's still things to correct
There'll be hiccups I expect

But hope burns bright
The kids are alright

Top six not a pipe dream
Creating a decent team

Rotherham better not be a banana skin
Hoping it's a convincing win

2017 could be our time
Doing just fine

Better not get too giddy though
I'm a cynical so and so

A lot more football to play out
Still I reckon we're in with a shout ;)

Back to Back Wins - Dejavu...

Back to back wins
Oh what joy it brings
Reading had all the possession
But we had all the dogged aggression
To finish the job
Oh Chris Woods with a lovely lob
Scum player Stam
Was not a fan
So today
We did it the hard way
Scrappy stuff
Diamonds in the rough
Points are the be all and end all
That's football
Full of festive cheer
What a crescendo to the year
Can we start believing?
What miracles is Garry Monk achieving
Here a sleeping giant awakes
What a difference a few games makes

Spoke Too Soon?

Let's not have too much doom and gloom
At that result alright I'm not over the moon
But it was one of those nights
Where reality bites
Phillips took one for the team
Promotion may be a dream
Yet it's not that far away
Even if we disappointed today
A class act
It's a fact
Brighton are a hoodoo
What can you do?
Midfield cries out for steel
Keep it real
Not that much off the pace
It's a funny old race
Lots more points to play
For all the dismay
Let's not dwell
Recently we've done well
Despite the odds
And certain meddling miserable sods
Like the Cellino problem
To solve if we are serious about the Prem
Keep the faith guys and girls
Just the way the wind swirls
Sod the ref
Arguing about stuff like that bores to death
Onwards always
One of those days...

A Winning Streak Ahead?

Liverpool game
What a shame
Predictable stuff by the end
Yet a message it did send
That Leeds are fighting back
Courage they didn't lack
On to an evening home match
Certainly needed hot chocolate down the hatch
Never mind the streaker's bum note
(Ok I'll get my coat)
Or the frustrating frantic tactics
First half at times far from a classic
Yet Villa for all their speedy endeavour
Couldn't get it together
Viera bustled
Ayling hustled
Second half Monk had clearly had a word
More urgency in the final third
'Roofe' was raised
Well played
Things felt good
And so they should
Convincing win
Are we on to something?
A long way to go
But glad to see the manager running the show
We've picked up points playing rough
Dusted ourselves down when the going got tough
I like this side
I'm enjoying the ride
Cynical me still taps a shoulder
Happy joyous festive me is bolder
I smell promotion in the air
I don't care
If that's hasty
Right now the table looks tasty....