Strikers v Ad City

Round 7 report by David Marshall
Brisbane Strikers v Adelaide City


As the pig latinesque subject may indicate, not one of the most gripping of evenings at the Corpes last night.

Bad start with the Irish Connection not only being closed, but actually shut down permanently due (according to the car park attendant at Gambaro's) to not having paid any rent for 6 weeks. Ah, the luck of the Irish. Thus, no choice than to join the teenyboppers at the Caxton where quite few familiar faces, including Crofty and Wade were tolerating things reasonably. Highlight of the evening was the all to brief meeting with GeeDub (sorry to destroy the fantasy, GeeDub). From there on it was downhill all the way.

About 5080 turned out on a lovely cool evening; but, judging from the comment as we trudged back to the car after the game a few of them will be slow to return.

No game summary, except to say neither side grabbed the attention. Adcity were very disappointing, in particular Mori who never had a sniff all night. The STRIKERS, at least until the inevitable last minute, were well organized in defence even without Gwynnie and in the first half made a few inroads into the Zebras' penalty area and OHY was about half a yard offside when he buried one into the net. There was on absolutely brilliant move of one touch passing up the left which ended with Kasey W shooting just wide, and this illustrates the frustration I feel this morning. We are capable of this quality, but so rarely put it together. It also supports my contention that Kossie has KW playing too far back to often get into a scoring position.

Which leads to my next concern, and that is the ineffectiveness of our midfield in an attacking sense. In the second half Matic cannily put two markers on Kasey, and that was the end of the STRIKERS midfield for the night.Virtually all the ball supplied to the forwards was long and high. Hopeless for Knipey, who is only just taller than the tiny tot who hangs around with the prepubescent dancing girls just audible to be doing basketball chants on their cute pink chairs at the scoreboard (sic) end, against Tobin and Ivanivic - he needs, but never got, ball at his feet or through to run onto. The worst culprits are Mad Bull and Zorro, Kossie must be able to see it.

Do something Kossie!!

The Cranny kiddy has decided not under any circumstance to attempt to get to the bye line. Time and again he had space on the wing, time to suss things out and go round a solitary defender. Time and again he would prop in front of that one defender, wait for another to approach, then lay the ball back to someone in a less dangerous position while the defence took the chance to organize itself. There was one exception at the end when we were a goal down, when he did well to round the fullback, and cut it back to Hews (could have been Harris) who blazed over the bar from 10 metres.

I am sorry to have to report that OHY is back to last year's form. He ran head down directly at defenders as if expecting them to kindly step aside, which they didn't. His first touch was poor and he hit some rather badly waited passes. I personally would drop him and start Tullamarine and Knipey experimentally. Clint Bolton had another good game, but was in no-man's land once or twice.