Vitor Bruno’s side lost to Dinamo. A goal conceded late in the game. They have 0 from 6.
I read about it at the chip shop, on Monday, in my weekly. Then I reread the press conference. He said: “But we did not deserve to receive such a slap.” A slap. For one goal. In 1980, that was called losing a match. You said so, and you went home.
He counts four big chances before half-time. I’m not criticising. I’m comparing. In my day, we counted goals. Chances were for conversation at the café, not for the press.
He added: “Tomorrow, the sun will rise again, you know.” That is correct. It rose after Anderlecht-Standard 1976 too, which I watched standing in the pouring rain. Nobody thought it necessary to announce it.
Then comes the vocabulary. The team must focus on Beerschot, a second-division side. The next European mission is only next week. A mission. So we have missions now. Once there was a match on Wednesday and a match on Sunday at three o’clock. Missions were for the military.
I note that he refuses to drop deep to settle for a point. That, I compare to nothing. It is an honourable position, and it hasn’t changed since 1980.
He put Barry, a centre-back, at right-back. According to him, it went better after half-time. A centre-back on the right. Note that I’m not against progress. I’m against this progress.
Last Saturday, his side had won on a late finish of the same kind. Nobody spoke of a caress.
It’s true, we checked: DH Les Sports+.
