We can't take our chances, we provide the opposition with more chances than they deserve and we are ridiculously unlucky with referees. Apart from that, we're playing our best football for years, but it does add up to provide a sense of foreboding. I'm afraid to say it, but I think we're very likely to be relegated unless we can address at least a couple of our problems very soon. Yes, it's early in the season, but so many problems have manifested themselves already. I'm not so sure it's the full-backs either; Perch and Bennett may suffice until January. I'm much more concerned about Wes Morgan who seems to want Wilson to do the job of two centre-backs.
Oh, and we need a midfielder too. Chris Cohen is our defensive midfield lynchpin, our midfield aggressor and our playmaker all at once at the moment. Guy Moussi's confidence looks shot (he still seems a very talented player to me), whilst Perchy too is doing the job of a couple (and admirably - funny for a player who supposedly isn't good enough for League One). Lee Martin, Garath McCleary, Arron Davies and Paul Anderson (if he ever returns) should see us right in terms of width. Up-front, Earnshaw's got to do it all. Tyson's a wonderful player in the first two-thirds of the field, but he cannot finish for his life. Cole's touch is deft, but he can't get into the positions any more.
I only hope Garner will provide a cooler head up top. If Calderwood goes 4-4-2, I'd love to see a centre-back and an experienced anchor for the midfield brought in on loan. That, in my mind at least, would provide the solidity around which our positive football could build something. I don't think we're a million miles away and I would honestly say the entertainment value has increased markedly. We probably should have won at least three of our home games on performances alone, as it is we've won one. Plymouth away looks ominous to me. I can see us playing well and losing by a couple of goals. I remember Eoin Jess bringing us back from 2-0 down many a year back, only for us to give away a stupid penalty.
I'm grateful for small mercies, as I shan't be attending.