Let's just contemplate, for a moment, two things.
Thing the first: over the summer, we've got shut of an experienced central defender, who'd performed pretty consistently well in the time he'd been with us. We did that last year, too (although not by choice). Last year we replaced the experienced central defender with a younger player, who'd been a stalwart in the heart of defence for a play-off chasing side. This year, we replaced the experienced central defender with an transfer listed attacking midfielder who has, in the 100-odd league games he's played, played precisely zero of them in defence.
And yet, there's no sign of boggly-eyed types raising hands in the air and running screaming for the exits. "Hmmm, interesting", they muse, like goatee'd hipsters contemplating a free jazz vibraphone solo, "really interesting tactical idea. Let's give it a go". This time last year, angry types with veins prominently bulging on foreheads would have shouted scornfully about the madness of expecting a floaty midfield type, who's yet to win a header or tackle in his entire career to date, to adequately replace a proper, grizzled central defender, FFS. (FFS is crucial in any argument of this kind. It's the equivalent of QED for the passionately cross).
Thing the second: in his post-match interview, Scott didn't bemoan the sloppy defending that yielded up half a dozen chances from corners. Nope. His main regret was that he didn't get chance to play Marcus Marshall at right back for longer. That's Marcus Marshall (position: winger; hobbies: backing out of challenges, being unaware of team mates and opponent's positions, holding on to the ball for too long and losing it, slumping into indolent, introspective, fogs of indifference) at right back (requirements: determined tackles, tactical accuity, sensible, simple, swift distribution, constant concentration).
In terms of post-match statements, it makes as much sense as saying "I really wish we could have given Alfie a longer stint in goal" or "cabbage light-bulb occasional table carpet. Snarky hoodlum weeble grass".
And yet, not an eyelid bats. "He's willing to try things", comes the admiring cry. Contrast the likely reaction had a certain former manager decided to play Marshall in defence ahead of a new right-back signing and Tonge.
Truly, this is a different world. Where a manager can try things that seem, on paper, lunacy and not get castigated for it. Where pre-season games are seen in perspective. Where expectations and requirements are tempered by realism. Where supporters try their best to see the good in the manager and, er, support him and the team. We've not seen this sort of thing since the great mass hypnotism took place that convinced whole swathes of people that 80 yard punts to Drewe Broughton's head was attacking, flowing football.
Where will it lead?
In terms of post-match statements, it makes as much sense as saying "I really wish we could have given Alfie a longer stint in goal" or "cabbage light-bulb occasional table carpet. Snarky hoodlum weeble grass".
And yet, not an eyelid bats. "He's willing to try things", comes the admiring cry. Contrast the likely reaction had a certain former manager decided to play Marshall in defence ahead of a new right-back signing and Tonge.
Truly, this is a different world. Where a manager can try things that seem, on paper, lunacy and not get castigated for it. Where pre-season games are seen in perspective. Where expectations and requirements are tempered by realism. Where supporters try their best to see the good in the manager and, er, support him and the team. We've not seen this sort of thing since the great mass hypnotism took place that convinced whole swathes of people that 80 yard punts to Drewe Broughton's head was attacking, flowing football.
Where will it lead?