And so to Dundee, city of discovery, sadly we didn’t discover anything that we hadn’t figured out already. In forty-five minutes of abject misery we watched a team with no heart, no ambition and no game plan…and Killie were down four nil to them! We seem devoid of leadership on and off the park at the moment, which has been the case for a while of course, but you live in hope.
That hope was well and truly shattered on Saturday and almost half a decent travelling support were back in the pub by ten minutes to four…and I don’t blame them. Gary Locke is a nice guy, but surely even he must be thinking that he has bitten off more than he can chew at the Theatre of Pies? We seem to get the odd moment of lucidity but there are far too many downs and not enough ups which has only served to dent the faith of both the fans and the players, something’s got to change.