The Bees consistently inconsistent start to the season continued with a moment of madness from David Button contributing to his teams downfall, gifting the hosts their first home league win of the term.
There were positive signs in the line up, Jake Bidwell returned to league action following his JPT outing midweek, meaning Uwe could play his first choice back four for the first time since Gillingham. Whilst in the middle, Jonathon Douglas continued where he’d left off at Peterborough in the cup exit.
It started well enough, chances to open the scoring came in the opening moments, most notably Marcello Trotta testing the water with a header which was palmed away for a corner.
When the opener came it was the returning Dougie who was the architect, the Irish wizard made a dart into the box and saw an angled drive turned in from point blank range by Clayton for his 5th of the season. It was no more than the start deserved but alas it wasn’t to last more than 90 seconds.
A harmless backwards pass came to the feet of David Button on the edge of his area, now any custodian knows what to do in this situation, namely immediately hoof it and launch the next wave of attack.
Button however had other ideas, for reasons best known to himself, maybe wanting to be featured on DVD’s or Soccer AM’s showboat, proceeded to take a touch, roll his foot over the ball, all the while oblivious to 6ft plus frame of Francois Zoko directly in front of him, who took joy in dispossessing him and rolling the simplest of equalisers.
In the blink of an eye the game and atmosphere changed. Where before there was singing and positivity, there was now anger and boos.
10 minutes later it got worse, Brentford got caught dwelling on the ball again and paid dearly for it, an low ball evaded the back four who had scarpered trying to recover for their own collective error, Martin Taylor may be a solid defensive presence but having a turning circle akin to the QE2 and similar pace, and this was like a red rag to a bull to Zoko who flew past him to bag his 2nd of the game, the home fans mustn’t have believed their luck.
This sparked The Bees into life temporarily, particularly Shay Logan, looking to drag the momentum back to where it was going little over 10 minutes earlier, and was a lick of paint away from a stunning long range effort flying in. alas it wasn’t to be and the half drew to a close with the score still favouring the hosts.
The first 5 minutes after the break saw Brentford push for a way back in forcing corners and free kicks aplenty, on more than one occasion it was the much maligned Marcello whose composure and trickery earning the set piece opportunities.
Clayton was dreadfully unlucky to see an effort all of his own making go agonisingly into the side netting following his customary chase down of a lost cause. The remainder of the half saw some rather unusual substitutions by Uwe, Luke Norris replacing Trotta despite the proven goal threat of Farid warming up.
This was fair enough its Uwe’s prerogative. The next change was staggering, Shay went off, and in his place George Saville came on, the Chelsea loanee may be tricky but was not what the situation called for.
As the final whistle blew and another defeat was confirmed the boos rang out and people shouted obscenities and abuse towards the manager and his charges.
Excluding Buttons howler there were positives to take into the next game and if Shay’s or Claytons efforts had gone in we’d have won.
These are the margins between a winning and losing. At this moment Uwe’s men can’t get a break, however changing the approach dramatically won’t work, a little more focus and urgency is all that is seemingly needed, it’s a marathon not a sprint and it will turn in our favour,
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