You've ducked every time Ive asked you to name who we could have feasibly signed in those three days. The best mustered was Shane Long. So there's your answer.
Martinez obviously didn't think there was the right player for the right price so he made that call. You're just trying some internet one upmanship with TOLD YOU SO and to fume as we suffered a defeat.
Were a tad too old for this kind of behaviour non?
I never said Shane freaking Long, crazy M86 did.
Martinez gambled, he gambled that TreeA would be back sooner, he gambled that we could get something from the RS and Spurs games. Im not after so called "internet one upmanship with TOLD YOU SO", well ok, maybe with this thread I am, but you are aware I started my whining BEFORE the RS and Spurs games, I started crying like a little girl as soon as the window ended and Martinez didnt add to an already depleted struggling squad.
And no, Im not too old for this, too old for what? Demanding my football club has a fit striker on the pitch? What is the age limit for such a thing? I was soak with Bobby, I was onboard with his style, he was making all the right noises and all the right moves, I personally think hes dropped a bollock here, so im gonna call him out on it.
It doesnt mean I think hes doing a bad job, I realise his long term aims dont fit into my short term need, next Summer we will spend some money, next Summer, thats when all the plans will come to fruit, things will be ok in a few weeks, we will be ok squad wise, well guess what, thats then, this is now, unless he has a way of turning back the clock, the horse has bolted and its not expected back till
Next Summer.
Somewhere, far, far away, there lived a Summer unlike any other Summer, the evil mastermind El Kenwrongio was plotting his cunning plan, marvel as he pulls out the warchest, go wow as he preaches on SSN about the manager promising him CL and watch as we get out spent and out played by teams that have actual strikers that score actual goals, meanwhile, your gonna be sitting in your bedsit in Bootle, in your undies, waiting for Next Summer.