TM Trotter

Proper graft from every single man out there, absolutely incredible. Looked like an Evatt team were playing in blue and white - all of the ball but absolutely no time to play it. Superb. I'm so, SO happy.

Oh GET IN!!!!

🤣 I'd have thought he'd be neither for or against getting his client to join us. Neutral, in fact.

I'm glad someone has said it. Big +1 from me.

Miles better than usual, almost like having 3 CMs gives you control of the midfield. Finally, for the first time in months, a sniff of that 'DNA' we've heard so much about. Disagreed with the Evatt Out shouts at the end of this particular result. One defensive error and a lucky deflection. But, once a fanbase has made its mind up, there's no coming back. Also, I was impressed with the pace of attacks, when starting without Baxter or Santos. Although I suppose Sheehan coming back helped enable that.

Incredibly, one of the Charlton players that day (Lookman) has just been named African Player of the Year. Meanwhile, his opposite number that day, Oscar Threlkeld, is ripping it up at the top of National League South with Torquay United. It's a strange game. In. I'll leave my bedsheet at home.

Christ, he's moved on to blokes now? "This is for you, Jamie"

I watched tonight and experienced something I don't recall in almost 3 decades of following us. I found myself wanting a Wanderers game to finish (that we were winning!) so I could watch Forest v Liverpool. I simply couldn't have given a shit if we won or lost a competitive fixture. I was a big Evatt "happy clapper" for a long time, but I'm now so bored of it. The same players. The same tactic (singular). The same empty platitudes; the same gaslighting excuses. If he thinks tonight's performance is the DNA of the combo of measured control and shock & awe progressive football he has led in the past 5 years, he is delusional and/or a mentalist. It's like watching paint dry. Anyway, rabies symptoms include: - Numbness (me watching that dross) - Paralysis (our defence to midfield "transition") - Anxiousness (see above) - Hallucinations (general passing to the opposition) - Difficulty breathing (Vic) Walking down the Manny Road, to see the Rabid Aces. See you Saturday 😬

No idea how we're winning this, that half was horrible.

A good, competitive, balanced game of football where either side could have won it with dazzling attacking play and resolute defending from both teams... the under 11s 6-a-side game at HT was gripping! Rest of it was toss. 10/10 to the Rotherham fans on the top right refusing to move for the Technicolour Dreamcoat of stewards at different supervisory levels.

I trust the ground staff are working Eight Days A Week to keep every Day Tripper happy.

Ohh, you are a tease. I'm in - choo choo, steam train to the Championship. No point in doing this otherwise. (Exeter is a solid boozing city btw 🙃)

It annoys me that he's always used as the man to play a cross into the box when GT/Schon has inevitably shat themselves and run to the corner flag. He is a lovely lump of a centre back, a Maguire, a Faye, a Terry, a Jaidi - not someone who is going to deliver a pinpoint ball into the 6 yard box for Collins to tuck away. And yet, we persist in trying to make a purse out of a sow's ear. Just let him defend, ffs.

Johnston as a slabhead CB, lovely. As seemingly the focal point for putting pretty much any cross into the box? Bonkers. Like trying to thread a needle with a sledgehammer.

Pressure, what pressure? Pressure is for scoreboards... An absolute robbery, but I couldn't give a single shiny shite. This game is about moments, and the incredulous limbs once we realised we'd won it, were fucking awesome. Never mind that we effectively cheered a PA bollocking for racial abuse... what timing! (Whoever in the seats did that, give your head a wobble, you twat) I'm enjoying a Devon Red or two, and the sleet-battered, quite pretty city. *Almost* as much as I enjoyed the players parking Evattball for 5 minutes and actually wanting to win a game. 10/10 marks to Mrs TM for enabling me to play out. 0/10 for January's credit card statement.

I had a free Saturday and credit in the bank from the missus, so I booked a Holiday Inn and drove down on a whim. Whoops... COYW 😬

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Lovely goal. Well done to anyone who's gone tonight, this is much better to watch in a warm pub!

Seems we watched different games, fair enough. Vic's only job all night was to battle their centre half for long balls, and he brought down far more than he didn't. The failing was his complete isolation. Nobody ever within a centre circle's area near him - where were our super awesome amazing wide forwards to support? Completely anonymous (McAtee improved, granted), but their names scan nicely with a couple of songs, so it's reyt. Collins did fuck all for 90 minutes v Blackpool - his goal was as pure a crack-paperer as you'll see. Adeboyejo isn't perfect, far from it. Should we have sold up? Probably. But I'm tired of him being the scapegoat when there are many more players in that squad who need to look at themselves.

Vic getting pelters for a solid target man performance (OK, that miss was laughable), while the yet again anonymous Collins is yet again forgiven. I liked the inverted WBs. I liked Tutu's performance even more. As someone said above, that was a win from nowhere that Derby would have managed last year, and we'd have looked on enviously. I liked that the most about tonight. 2 CMs doesn't work, we all know that, and I'm sure with hindsight, Morley wouldn't have been shipped off as we're desperately light with a formation that doesn't work. Sonny should be eased into the side, as he was - not just thrown in to make up a formation. I'll happy clap away. In the end, I enjoyed tonight. And we're still well in contention.

What a lovely ball from Sharples. Been a tough watch since I got on at 60 though.

On the other hand, that was far from Stockport's first choice XI. As my County mate told me with barely concealed glee, the massive cunt. I don't think we can blame injury or illness for such a collapse - isn't that the point of having a squad? Especially with a whole week off vs an opponent who have just been slapped on the same pitch 4 days before, (against a side led by a CM deemed surplus to our own squad)...

Bottle jobs yet again in a 'derby' game. It's not even surprising any more - the only surprise is the depths we still plumb when using the word 'derby' as any sort of justification. Stockport were pub league and didn't need to be anything more. Results like today are beyond anything like tactical issues; you suffer a close loss away from home and you take your medicine, fine. But the collective downing of tools at 2-0 was about as disgusting a reaction I've seen at this club. The Stockport fans I met up with after the game couldn't believe their luck. Neither could my half-Wanderers-half-County dad, who took pity on me and didn't even pretend to celebrate the fourth. Like many in the Railway End, we left for a pub not long after. I've been Evatt's biggest fan - I appreciate the culture, the mentality, the football he has played here in bringing us back from death's door - it has been a proper joy and a great ride to be on. But surely there's no coming back from a mental capitulation like that. With a heavy heart: Evatt Out.

Unfortunately, in contemporary politics, class, humilty and decency doesn't compare with a baying mob of virgins in red hats sat on "X" all night. What an utterly predictable shit show today was. Fuck it. Roll on Stockport... or something.

Not often you and I agree! I think he's class, and have since my Cov supporting mates made me aware of him ages back. They're tossing themselves blind over the sell-on fee they're supposed to get from Lisbon if (when) he moves on. I hope, for their sake, it's more than we got from Chelsea for Gary Cahill (!) 😁