- Lifestyle & Sports
- 07 Oct 16
A dire first half almost cost Martin O’Neill’s side – but they secured three points in the end, despite themselves…
There isn’t an international match involving Ireland that can be approached without a rising sense of dread. On occasion, the team plays well enough to quell that knot in the stomach quickly. But not very often. And the horrible truth is that Ireland’s encounter with Georgia didn’t even come near to that: it was torture to the end.
The boys in green were nothing short of wojious in the first half. They played as if there was a smell off the ball – and it had to be dispatched as quickly and as crudely as possible, the further away the better. That, it has to be said, we have seen before. But what was even more damning was the fact that there was also precious little of the aggression, spirit and bite that enables us, most of the time, to paper over our deficiencies as a footballing side.
It starts with the goalkeeper, Darren Randolph. A really good keeper has the ability to start attacks: gather the ball, look up, spot a player in space and throw it in front of him. Bang! You’re off.