Potter Sacked!

[THUNDERCLINT]

Had enough of this arogrant no mark now.  

11 games, 27% win ratio and 0.66 goals per game.

Either the break clause is true or this flake quits otherwise were proper fucked.

[Massive Attack]

Spot on this geezer. Echos a lot of fans sentiments about it all.

[Fauxstralian]

Experimenting?? Ha ha
Just put him out of his misery. 

Best team which means Areola in goal, a back four & Potts starting 
Maybe Wilson instead of the toothless German after his dismal Friday night

[Massive Attack]

Experiment tomorrow? What the cunty mccuntness was the past last half a season all about then, just a bit of a laugh?

In case it probably escaped the wanker, we are up against Prem opposition Away. We cannot afford to experiment.

[Vexed]

Now, I probably haven't ever mentioned this before because I like to calmly survey the available data for a period of time before making a decision on a manager, as I don't like to fly off the handle. But having done this I've decided; I fucking hate Graham Potter.

I detest this prick with every fucking molecule of my being and I'm even going out and stuffing my face with the fattiest foods I can find in order to become really fat just because that's the only way I could possibly hate him more. 

His dopey fucking face. His silly fucking accent. The horrible PE supply teacher cսnt vibe he gives off. The fact he seems to think that he's some sort of fucking rare bird that we should all be nurturing because he's a fucking football genius. The fact he's absolutely terrible at his profession. What a weapons grade shitshow this man is. 

We have a cup game tomorrow and by all accounts this prick is planning on 'experimenting' with the lineup. Third game of the season, no new signings and this bloke thinks it's appropriate to fucking experiment. No mate, you had pre-season to fucking experiment what are you fucking doing? This cսnt should know everything about every player in that squad. Fuck off experiment. This is just an excuse for the inevitable loss (2-0 if you're asking) we will incur. If he's thinking of changing the system - as he fucking should - he needs to be playing the cunts that will be lining up against Forest. We need some fucking cohesion. If he's thinking about playing the same dogshit system he should still be playing the cunts for Forest because in case he aint noticed, we're fucking diabolical. These pricks need to play every game until they're less fucking shit. If I see more than three changes tomorrow I'm going to throw all my efforts into inventing a time machine so I can go back in time and punch old Mrs Potter in the stomach to prevent this wet fart of a man ever being born. Now is not the time to be pissing around playing wankers like Cornet and Wilson, now is the time to be fucking winning games. You remember winning don't you Graham? 

Mavro needs a start. So does Potts. Maybe Areola. Everyone else fuck off you're fucking playing you pricks. You owe us a performance. Get on with it. 

Fucking experiment. What a prick. May as well sack him now, the arsehole. 
​

[muskie]

Because we're skint and they are on big wages.

[gpike]

Crazy what is going on. If Potter is on the way out why are we getting rid of players like Emerson and Alvarez who might still be used by an incoming manager?

[eusebiovic]

I think what we have discovered and for once Sullivan got something right, is that Potter was effective as a Head Coach, working under a DOF who implemented a football infrastructure to deliver a long term strategy at Brighton founded upon discovering young talent that would be sold to fund year on year squad building / strengthening. The fact that Tony Bloom their CEO adapted his gambling algorithms to assist with identifying players worldwide with the attributes to fit their playing / tactical model has made it a huge part of their success. Now success at Brighton is not trophies, because they have to see too many of the “pearlls” they find but they are definitely “punching well above their weight” from the persoective of the club’s size, support, resources.  

So Potter’s job was to ensure the players worked well together. And he did that over 3 or 4 seasons bit as we saw De Zerbi carried that on seamlessly. 

Sullivan is so dense, deluded, a victim of his own ignorance, arrogance and self aggrandisation that he cannot allow or accept that anyone can do the job of DOF better than him anyway. He said Husillos and Steidten failed as DOF in April when declaring he was now going to act as the de facto DOF!!! They were not given the authority / responsibility of a proper DOF and did not have that title anyway. He half implemented it at best almist sabotage imo as he never wanted to relinquish control. He gave up on it as soon as he could.

So now we have the very opposite of Brighton. An unqualified, megalomaniac as DOF with not support strategy or infrastructure to implement any strategy. He names Macaulay as Head of Recruitment to position him as the scapegoat for transfer failings, we still have the smallwst scouting network of all the top clubs, a hanful of analysts too not a proper dept that is driving recruitment and to boot, Sullivan bypasses it anyway with his “relationships to agents”. 

Potter is not the right man but any manager brought in will likely fail.  It looks like we have to be relegated, and possibly it will get worse until we hot “rock bottom”. A whole rebuild of the club top to bottom will be needed but can only start once the Sullivans are no longer at the club in any capacity including as minor shareholders. They are a cancer that needs to be cut out before the club can begin healing

Not only that Alf, but he's so thick skinned and narcissistic as you might've mentioned beforehand that I honestly think he is completely oblivious to the fact that most of the football world absolutely despises and regards the bloke with utter contempt. It's only his old, time honoured contacts in the media that faithfully keep glossing over his constant failure and incompetence.

However, the younger generation of the press pack don't have any obligation to him whatsoever and now they smell blood will move in for the kill to enhance their own journalistic careers.

He's toast...but doesn't know it yet!

[Sir Alf]

I think what we have discovered and for once Sullivan got something right, is that Potter was effective as a Head Coach, working under a DOF who implemented a football infrastructure to deliver a long term strategy at Brighton founded upon discovering young talent that would be sold to fund year on year squad building / strengthening. The fact that Tony Bloom their CEO adapted his gambling algorithms to assist with identifying players worldwide with the attributes to fit their playing / tactical model has made it a huge part of their success. Now success at Brighton is not trophies, because they have to see too many of the “pearlls” they find but they are definitely “punching well above their weight” from the persoective of the club’s size, support, resources.  

So Potter’s job was to ensure the players worked well together. And he did that over 3 or 4 seasons bit as we saw De Zerbi carried that on seamlessly. 

Sullivan is so dense, deluded, a victim of his own ignorance, arrogance and self aggrandisation that he cannot allow or accept that anyone can do the job of DOF better than him anyway. He said Husillos and Steidten failed as DOF in April when declaring he was now going to act as the de facto DOF!!! They were not given the authority / responsibility of a proper DOF and did not have that title anyway. He half implemented it at best almist sabotage imo as he never wanted to relinquish control. He gave up on it as soon as he could.

So now we have the very opposite of Brighton. An unqualified, megalomaniac as DOF with not support strategy or infrastructure to implement any strategy. He names Macaulay as Head of Recruitment to position him as the scapegoat for transfer failings, we still have the smallwst scouting network of all the top clubs, a hanful of analysts too not a proper dept that is driving recruitment and to boot, Sullivan bypasses it anyway with his “relationships to agents”. 

Potter is not the right man but any manager brought in will likely fail.  It looks like we have to be relegated, and possibly it will get worse until we hot “rock bottom”. A whole rebuild of the club top to bottom will be needed but can only start once the Sullivans are no longer at the club in any capacity including as minor shareholders. They are a cancer that needs to be cut out before the club can begin healing

[Massive Attack]

He's an excuse ridden fraud whenever I listened to him in the past. Who the fuck honestly complains about their Club spending a fucking fortune on a Squad full of quality Internationals?? Potter, that's who!

Struggles to work with top talent leaving Chelsea in 12th place when he was fucked off. A decent Coach gets the best out of what he has available, not this chump. He makes them worse. 

Didn't have enough time to bed in his ideas with tons of pressure on him at Chelsea, yet he just enjoyed the longest honeymoon period of 0 pressure from anyone to at least get the Team playing yet gets humiliated by newly promoted Sunderland. 

Full of psychobabble Therapist talking nonsense. 

[threesixty]

Just saw this on Facebook:

This was on a Brighton fan page:

FROM THE FORUM: Graham Potter had no clue how good he had it at Brighton

There’s a lot of reasons to dislike Graham Potter.

For me though, it was always the vibe. He carried himself like he was bigger than the club, like we should’ve been bowing down in gratitude that the wizard of Ostersund had graced us with his presence. We were supposed to thank our lucky stars that Professor Beige had descended from Sweden to show us the magic of a nil-nil draw. Us lot in the stands? Just a bunch of mouth-breathers he had to tolerate while he reinvented football with his endless triangles.

We went an entire calendar year without a home win - a year! Babies were conceived, born, and learned to walk in that time - and still, we backed him. We endured the Graham Potter Horseshoe of Death™, that endless passing drill where the lads played piggy-in-the-middle with themselves, until, inevitably, the opposition nicked the ball and scored with their first shot on target.

Did we improve under Potter? Yes, of course we did. But it wasn't overnight. We all remember the highlights, but there were also games where watching pensioners trying to parallel park in Bennett's field was more entertaining than the game.

And yet, he had no clue how good he had it. A fanbase patient enough to put up with his sudoku formations. A chairman who gave him unlimited continues and a structure built to make him look smarter than he was.

And what did he do? The moment he caught a whiff of Big Six cologne, he bolted. Took the staff, the ideas, the hope - and left us with nothing but an empty dugout and the faint smell of artisanal sourdough. He swapped being a hero here for being a trivia question at Stamford Bridge.

He could have grown with us. Built something. Been immortal. But no, he always thought he was the cleverest bloke in the room, even when the room was screaming “For god’s sake, shoot!”

It’s the same energy as that one mate we’ve all got: had a stunning, loyal girlfriend, but thought he could do better. Dumps her. Immediately ends up shagging a rotating cast of trolls, each somehow worse than the last. That’s Potter’s career. He could’ve been Brighton’s Sir Alex Ferguson. Instead, he’s Chelsea’s David Brent - only less likable.

And take that gilet off mate, you look ridiculous.

 

 

I knew this guys ego was out of control. Glad to see from a Brighton fan I wasn’t being deluded. 

[eusebiovic]

Just saw this on Facebook:

This was on a Brighton fan page:

FROM THE FORUM: Graham Potter had no clue how good he had it at Brighton

There’s a lot of reasons to dislike Graham Potter.

For me though, it was always the vibe. He carried himself like he was bigger than the club, like we should’ve been bowing down in gratitude that the wizard of Ostersund had graced us with his presence. We were supposed to thank our lucky stars that Professor Beige had descended from Sweden to show us the magic of a nil-nil draw. Us lot in the stands? Just a bunch of mouth-breathers he had to tolerate while he reinvented football with his endless triangles.

We went an entire calendar year without a home win - a year! Babies were conceived, born, and learned to walk in that time - and still, we backed him. We endured the Graham Potter Horseshoe of Death™, that endless passing drill where the lads played piggy-in-the-middle with themselves, until, inevitably, the opposition nicked the ball and scored with their first shot on target.

Did we improve under Potter? Yes, of course we did. But it wasn't overnight. We all remember the highlights, but there were also games where watching pensioners trying to parallel park in Bennett's field was more entertaining than the game.

And yet, he had no clue how good he had it. A fanbase patient enough to put up with his sudoku formations. A chairman who gave him unlimited continues and a structure built to make him look smarter than he was.

And what did he do? The moment he caught a whiff of Big Six cologne, he bolted. Took the staff, the ideas, the hope - and left us with nothing but an empty dugout and the faint smell of artisanal sourdough. He swapped being a hero here for being a trivia question at Stamford Bridge.

He could have grown with us. Built something. Been immortal. But no, he always thought he was the cleverest bloke in the room, even when the room was screaming “For god’s sake, shoot!”

It’s the same energy as that one mate we’ve all got: had a stunning, loyal girlfriend, but thought he could do better. Dumps her. Immediately ends up shagging a rotating cast of trolls, each somehow worse than the last. That’s Potter’s career. He could’ve been Brighton’s Sir Alex Ferguson. Instead, he’s Chelsea’s David Brent - only less likable.

And take that gilet off mate, you look ridiculous.

 

 

Baring in mind that Brighton fans have a well deserved reputation for being some of the most polite in the entire English league structure that is a breathtakingly scathing put down which you'd be hard pushed to find from fans of any other club - especially us!

It's brutal but what we all suspect - one legend in his own lunchbreak employed another legend in his own lunchbreak and so we keep rolling...15 years and counting! 

[southbankbornnbred]

On a completely superficial note, that black roll-neck symbolises much of what I hate about Potter and the new generation of laptop wielding, paper-based managers who all want you to invest 238 years in their "project" and "journey" because they require a totally clean slate, and a billion in new funds, before we're allowed to judge them.

Football's equivalent of wannabe novelists and philosophers, the lot of them. They can get back to the cafes of Prague, where they will tell everybody they are an author without actually writing a book, smoke their French cigarettes and wang on about their paper-based football philosophy as much as they like: they are all genuinely incapable of rolling their sleeves up, dealing with the chaos and imperfection they inherited, and delivering a result on a wet Tuesday night at Wolves. As we are probably about to discover...

[Massive Attack]

People lapped the sickly cսnt up, the Media in particular..



When he talks about taking a sledgehammer to the Squad, the hypocrite does exactly the same here all at once..

Confirmed Out

1. Aaron Cresswell | LB | Free Agent | 0m
2. Danny Ings | ST | Free Agent | 0m
3. Vladimir Coufal | RB | Free Agent | 0m
4. Lukusz Fabianski | GK | Free Agent | 0m
5. Kurt Zouma | CB | Free Agent | 0m
6. Carlos Soler | CM | PSG | End of Loan
7. Evan Ferguson | ST | Brighton | End of Loan
8. Muhammed Judus |stroppy| sp*rs| £55m
9. Michail Antonio | Released
10.  Edson Alvarez | Season Loan

With more still pending like Emerson...

[Come On You Irons]

Just saw this on Facebook:

This was on a Brighton fan page:

FROM THE FORUM: Graham Potter had no clue how good he had it at Brighton

There’s a lot of reasons to dislike Graham Potter.

For me though, it was always the vibe. He carried himself like he was bigger than the club, like we should’ve been bowing down in gratitude that the wizard of Ostersund had graced us with his presence. We were supposed to thank our lucky stars that Professor Beige had descended from Sweden to show us the magic of a nil-nil draw. Us lot in the stands? Just a bunch of mouth-breathers he had to tolerate while he reinvented football with his endless triangles.

We went an entire calendar year without a home win - a year! Babies were conceived, born, and learned to walk in that time - and still, we backed him. We endured the Graham Potter Horseshoe of Death™, that endless passing drill where the lads played piggy-in-the-middle with themselves, until, inevitably, the opposition nicked the ball and scored with their first shot on target.

Did we improve under Potter? Yes, of course we did. But it wasn't overnight. We all remember the highlights, but there were also games where watching pensioners trying to parallel park in Bennett's field was more entertaining than the game.

And yet, he had no clue how good he had it. A fanbase patient enough to put up with his sudoku formations. A chairman who gave him unlimited continues and a structure built to make him look smarter than he was.

And what did he do? The moment he caught a whiff of Big Six cologne, he bolted. Took the staff, the ideas, the hope - and left us with nothing but an empty dugout and the faint smell of artisanal sourdough. He swapped being a hero here for being a trivia question at Stamford Bridge.

He could have grown with us. Built something. Been immortal. But no, he always thought he was the cleverest bloke in the room, even when the room was screaming “For god’s sake, shoot!”

It’s the same energy as that one mate we’ve all got: had a stunning, loyal girlfriend, but thought he could do better. Dumps her. Immediately ends up shagging a rotating cast of trolls, each somehow worse than the last. That’s Potter’s career. He could’ve been Brighton’s Sir Alex Ferguson. Instead, he’s Chelsea’s David Brent - only less likable.

And take that gilet off mate, you look ridiculous.

A well put summary. It is incomprehensible how highly pathetic Potter is (more likely was) regarded in the game after getting one top ten finish in three seasons at Brighton (the previous two being 16th place finishes).

He has an overall Premier League win ratio of something pathetic like 27%. Out of his depth at Chelsea and out of his depth at West Ham. Just get shot of this utter mug.

[stubbo-admin]

Just saw this on Facebook:

This was on a Brighton fan page:

FROM THE FORUM: Graham Potter had no clue how good he had it at Brighton

There’s a lot of reasons to dislike Graham Potter.

For me though, it was always the vibe. He carried himself like he was bigger than the club, like we should’ve been bowing down in gratitude that the wizard of Ostersund had graced us with his presence. We were supposed to thank our lucky stars that Professor Beige had descended from Sweden to show us the magic of a nil-nil draw. Us lot in the stands? Just a bunch of mouth-breathers he had to tolerate while he reinvented football with his endless triangles.

We went an entire calendar year without a home win - a year! Babies were conceived, born, and learned to walk in that time - and still, we backed him. We endured the Graham Potter Horseshoe of Death™, that endless passing drill where the lads played piggy-in-the-middle with themselves, until, inevitably, the opposition nicked the ball and scored with their first shot on target.

Did we improve under Potter? Yes, of course we did. But it wasn't overnight. We all remember the highlights, but there were also games where watching pensioners trying to parallel park in Bennett's field was more entertaining than the game.

And yet, he had no clue how good he had it. A fanbase patient enough to put up with his sudoku formations. A chairman who gave him unlimited continues and a structure built to make him look smarter than he was.

And what did he do? The moment he caught a whiff of Big Six cologne, he bolted. Took the staff, the ideas, the hope - and left us with nothing but an empty dugout and the faint smell of artisanal sourdough. He swapped being a hero here for being a trivia question at Stamford Bridge.

He could have grown with us. Built something. Been immortal. But no, he always thought he was the cleverest bloke in the room, even when the room was screaming “For god’s sake, shoot!”

It’s the same energy as that one mate we’ve all got: had a stunning, loyal girlfriend, but thought he could do better. Dumps her. Immediately ends up shagging a rotating cast of trolls, each somehow worse than the last. That’s Potter’s career. He could’ve been Brighton’s Sir Alex Ferguson. Instead, he’s Chelsea’s David Brent - only less likable.

And take that gilet off mate, you look ridiculous.

[Massive Attack]

It also didn't help he just lost his old man as well the poor cսnt. All Potter has had to worry about is whether he doesn't get beaten up by Fullkrug.

[simons]

Chelsea mentally fucked Potter up, and we’ve just finished the poor bloke off. Loppy looked a mess at the end of his reign too. All the energy he had when he got the job has gone. He’s shot. 

No manger (decent or not) is turning this basket case of a club around, until the root cause is gone. 

 

[Sir Alf]

Had some decent spells at Boro, knows the club well, would get the players respect and would be accepted by the fans.  Would he get more from our threadbare, patchwork squad? Possibly but he has yet to really prove himself?  Better than the other candidates Sullivan will look at though. 

[Alfs]

 

I read all that in my shittest Geordie accent as well!

I wrote it in my shit Geordie accent, so you're not alone!

[Massive Attack]

When Carrick took charge of Boro near the relegation zone, the Transfer window was closed then an all, so he had to work only with what he's got which he did extremely well considering it was his first full time gig without any of his own players.

With regards to potential new signings with someone like Carrick is that gravitas thing he'd have that some players would be tempted to sign for because of who he is. That shit can help convince a player or two. Come on, no player ever found out that Graham fucking Potter was on the line wanting to speak to them about signing and they got all excited about the possibility. Carrick would be a different ball game for some by comparison to Potter trying to convince them to sign for him.
 

[nychammer]

There are a few progressive options. Terzic is another. Took Dortmund to within one game of winning the Champions League. He would also need an assistant more familiar with the Prem, having only spent two seasons as a coach with us.

But the tiny shadow of the poison dwarf looms over any appointment. So it’ll be Dyche!

 

what's the point of a progressive coach when he's working with a luddite cսnt of a chairman who will pick his underwhelming squad for him.

Well, this is a very fair (and good) question! I don’t really have much of a response!

Makes me wonder why he went for Potter in the first place really.........were Dyche and Cooper still employed at the time?

[southbankbornnbred]

There are a few progressive options. Terzic is another. Took Dortmund to within one game of winning the Champions League. He would also need an assistant more familiar with the Prem, having only spent two seasons as a coach with us.

But the tiny shadow of the poison dwarf looms over any appointment. So it’ll be Dyche!

 

what's the point of a progressive coach when he's working with a luddite cսnt of a chairman who will pick his underwhelming squad for him.

Well, this is a very fair (and good) question! I don’t really have much of a response!

[Massive Attack]

I'd be more than happy if Carrick gets gig. 

"Listen to me, you underperforming overpaid bunch of cunts (not you Jarrod, you're brill), I'm a five time Premier League winner, Champions League winner, Club World cup winner, FA Cup winner, and, my proudest achievement, Inter fucking Toto Cup winner, and you're going to do what I fucking tell you to do - and that includes you, you gormless kraut bastard. Now all of you, drop and give me twenty! (Not you, Jarrod, you must be fucking exhausted carrying this team for over a year".

I read all that in my shittest Geordie accent as well!

[Massive Attack]

What would make it even more intriguing is having Noble as a go-between of Board and someone like Carrick. Former Prem players and someone with a lot of knowledge with regards to the goings on at the Club that I could see him working well as a conduit between the two. Both schooled from our Academy with probably very similar philosophys of the game they were brought up on. 

People ask for someone they could easily understand in Press Conferences and someone who would command respect from pretty much everyone with the gravitas Carrick clearly has in the game and not the shit scared imposter that currently looks like a recent escaped patient from the local nuthouse.

[nychammer]

There are a few progressive options. Terzic is another. Took Dortmund to within one game of winning the Champions League. He would also need an assistant more familiar with the Prem, having only spent two seasons as a coach with us.

But the tiny shadow of the poison dwarf looms over any appointment. So it’ll be Dyche!

 

what's the point of a progressive coach when he's working with a luddite cսnt of a chairman who will pick his underwhelming squad for him.