I spoke to a very good friend pre-game, and we agreed there'll probably be times this season we'll simply have to accept being second best to bigger, better financed outfits. That's how it appeared for the first ten or so minutes, too, as Franchise attacked with a tempo and intensity that had us pinned in our own half. But we slowly got our passing game going, gradually took control with some terrific football, then could've - perhaps should've - gone in to the break one, maybe two in front.
We just lacked that extra ten percent of quality around the visitor's goal, an area populated by defenders desperately hurling themselves in front of the ball at times.
The opener we deserved may so easily have arrived early in the second period when the hard-running but lightweight Doyle shot wide when through one-on-one. Proact punters exchanged rueful looks, wondering if these missed opportunities would come back to haunt us; then sure enough a hesitant Town defence allowed the MK striker an almost carbon-copy run on goal before netting.
However it was followed by some pretty profligate attempts on his, and his side's part as the half went on.
Town huffed and puffed, pressing back opponents who relied on breaks as we committed men forward. O'Shea and Roberts toyed with defenders, ably supported by Jones and Darikwa, yet no one connected with crosses. Then when the introduction of Banks and Gnanduillet added height to our forward line it seemed we couldn't find a blue head in the box. The equaliser wouldn't come, infact the brutal truth was that for all our effort we never really had the substitute 'keeper sweating (becoming a goalies graveyard, our ground) until Evatt nodded over in the final minute.
A galling defeat, especially in front of a pathetic away following who only opened their gloating gobs after scoring, though my overriding feeling was we'd more than matched a play off contender for much of the ninety minutes. Our work ethic is unquestionable, as is the amount of thoroughly entertaining football on display. That said I'd repeat my call for a genuine goalscorer (Doyle might have four in four but was all too easily snubbed out last evening - and why does Cook refuse to sub him regardless of sense or circumstance?) whilst the only question surrounding Morsy is how much over a million the bidding starts at?
This post has been edited by MDCCCLXVI: 20 August 2014 - 04:42 PM