It’s now over 8 hours since Brighton scored a goal. Last night in one of the dullest football games I have ever seen there seemed precious little chance of a goal spectacular. The Seagulls hit the bar and post, once fortuitously, and that was the sum total of the excitement. I found myself discussing Brighton restuarants with my neighbour. It’s critical that Chris Hughton is given substantial funds to buy at least two strikers. Our club with its wonderful stadium and state of art training centre, 24000 season tickets sold and a big executive club is geared up for the Premier but unless this looks like being achieved then I can see support waning.
I do sympathise with the Bloom family who own the club. No lifelong supporter has put more money in the club than Tony Bloom and no doubt he is mindful of how much down the coast Bournemouth have achieved without spending millions. No doubt too he admires another South Coast club Southampton that has such an impressive record of finding and developing youth. At the start of the season the Saints sold off half the team ( Shaw, Chambers, Lallana, Lambert, Louven). Relegation was predicted by the media know-alls but having seen them take apart the Seagulls in a pre-season friendly I thought otherwise.
My neighbour recalled the heady days of Gus Poyet when Brighton played exciting football and so nearly triumphed in the play-offs. It ended in tears and Poyet certainly did not enhance his CV at Sunderland. Every so often we tried to follow the game but its sterility soon had us chatting again.