At least Charlton are consistent in cup competitions. Consistently bad, that is. If you bothered to go to the Valley tonight, and my guess is less than 4,000 did, then you would have gone with such low expectations that a 2-2 scoreline was actually quite a pleasant result. What I mean is, at least we didn't loose like we normally do!
Our first half performance was as bad as the boggy Valley pitch. Truly awful! Oxford hardly shone, but worked hard and deserved their two goal lead none the less. Yet another deflected goal set the visitors off (how many is that we have conceded this season?) and a well taken second was enough for the home fans to boo the underperforming Charlton players off at half time. Powell looked angry, and rightly so.
|Yohann Thuram & Astrit Ajdarevic|
look on pre-match...
I sat with Marco next to the directors box and the pair of us found a welcome distraction from the dire football on show by admiring the very attractive Katrien Meire, our newest board member and Mr. Duchatelet's 'right-hand lady'. When Morrison got us back in the game 10mins into the second half I can assure you all that it was she who jumped up first in the directors box to celebrate the goal. She has clearly become instantly Addickted! Sat next to Sir Keith of all Peacocks, she will no doubt have been reassuring our 'football advisor' that Chris Powell will get the resources he needs to improve matters on the pitch.
Behind her sat Slater. Less attractive in every respect. Not long now before he can finally throw away that red scarf.
The less than glamorous comeback was completed by the moment of the game. Some good work down the right by substitute, Danny Green, lead to a rare decent cross which was met sweetly on the volley by Kermorgant.
A draw is just about the last thing we needed, but at least we can be assured Oxford's pitch will be better than ours for the replay.