Cambridge made the 180 mile round trip, to playoff chasing Lincoln City. With games coming thick, fast and running out, could Garry Monk’s U’s break their Tuesday night curse?
I took the obligatory photo of The Abbey and hopped onto the away bus, ready to make the two hour journey to Lincoln. Upon arrival, we headed straight for the pub!
Being a Castle Rock pub, The Golden Eagle, I was excited. It didn’t disappoint, a strong shout for away pub of the season! My pint of Castle Rock Harvest Pale was brilliant.
Pint dispatched, it was time to head to the ground. Somehow a ground tick for me. I’ve now seen Cambridge play Lincoln ten times!
There was time for 5/10 pie.
A strange ground, with four unique stands. The away end featured portaloos, which gave a very non league vibe.
Lincoln are one of the form teams in League 1. I would have been delighted with a point. What followed was a gutless, spineless, pathetic and lacklustre performance, as Cambridge suffered a humiliating 6-0 hammering. We didn’t make Lincoln work for it. There was no fight or passion. This group of players just don’t seem up for it. The midfield were giving the ball away constantly. Jordan Cousins put in another 0/10 performance. It’s all starting to sound like a broken record. It’s obviously going to take a massive effort for Cambridge to stay up, but I just don’t think that this group of players have the fight and desire in them to do it. For me Cambridge United is all about passion, ambition, desire and being united in endeavour. This squad has none of that.
Perhaps I can remember a more positive match, on this day, in a previous year? Oh.
Cambridge game: 521
29/92
See you at Reading.
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