Another complete non-performance from the team and manager. We just didn't look interested and to be honest if Aberdeen had wanted to they could have scored plenty more than they did. Cant be bothered going through the team to pick folk out, its the same performances week in week out, with Imrie compounding another mess by getting himself sent off for no good reason in the last move of the game. In the centre circle. Captain cretin.
As for the manager, I don't understand what he was doing with his subs. Brustad off and Keatings on a couple of minutes before half time? Martin off and Penney on when we're 3 down? Bringing Lewis Smith on for a poisoned chalice of an appearance when the games gone and we're not going to create any chances. He probably touched the ball twice - nice way to give him a bit of confidence.
As a for instance to show how absolutely dreadful we were, the first goal came from a corner when we had our whole team in the box yet somehow failed to pick Shinnie up and no-one was within 2 yards of him when he shot and scored. It was unforgiveable but not surprising. If anyone wants to defend Canning, please go ahead, but his managerial skills are completely lacking and any positives he brings are the Emperors new clothes as far as I am concerned. I genuinely think Danny Cunning could coach a team to equal if not better effect. And don't give me any rubbish that plenty of teams will get beat 3-0 by Aberdeen - we were awful tonight and our ineptitude at times was embarrassing. We had less than 50 supporters there and who can blame anyone for not going? We knew we were getting beat before the game, we played like it, didn't seem too concerned about it and sure enough, we got beat far far too easily. Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.
I wish Brustad had punched Canning when he got subbed instead of just shouting at him. A guy who played in this seasons Champions League qualifiers taken off before half-time for us, leaving Bingham on to wander about to absolutely no effect whatsoever. I could greet !!!!
On the outskirts of nowhere, on the ring road to somewhere, on the verge of indecision, I'll always take the roundabout way.