You only have to watch Callum Powell on the ball for 5 minutes to realise we have snared a rare talent. It's been a while since we had someone who could run with the ball and turn defenders inside out at will.
So what do we do?
Invariably we play him at the top of the formation and aim balls 3-feet above his head. But comfortably at forehead height for the hulking defenders he is playing against. Often we seem to waste his talents. Rather than feed the ball to his feet 30-yards out and watch the clodhopping centre-backs fall over trying to keep up with his twisty-turning. The problem is, it sometimes looks as though Callum seems to think we're wasting his talents too. We've all seen him head straight for the tunnel at full time if things haven't gone his way. This never goes down well with the faithful.
As a Poppies player you can have a complete sh*t-shower of a game, but you can redeem yourself by taking 30 seconds out of your afternoon and applaud the supporters. We're simple folk and easily placated.
What we don't like though is a player who we perceive seems to believe they are bigger than the team. Disappearing on your own down the tunnel at full time with a face like thunder is a quick way of going from Poppies messiah to Poppies pariah.
And that would be a tragedy for us as we've got a real talent on our books, but an equal tragedy for Callum who could very easily become an all-time, bona-fide Poppies hero.
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More togetherness, like this please! |
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