Bears like the woods, the Pope likes many children and Palace always win at the Ricoh. It's the law, and it happened again.
The same line up for the Sky Blues that triumphed at Birmingham, but someone had sapped their will to compete (and ours to live by just after half time).
We were poor throughout, passes went astray, our chickens seemed to be headless, and we just didn't create enough. We made Palace look good and conceded two from free kicks. The Malteser had his worst game ever in a sky blue shirt, giving the ball away consistently, falling over and losing his boots at inappropriate moments.
Coleman looked frustrated, my mother starting reading the programme during the second half for entertainment, and the full time whistle was a blessing.
Enough despair, we have Plymouth at home next weekend, it has to be better than this.
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