Accrington Observer

Rangers revelling as Rovers regress

- @ianherbert (Old Blackburni­an) www.brfcs.com

OLD BLACKBURNI­AN

FIRSTLY, massive thanks to Blue Eyed Boy for stepping into the breach last week to cover my holiday absence, I’m sure his return was well received and hopefully we’ll hear from him again before season’s end.

At a family Christmas gathering in the early 90s, I found myself deep in conversati­on with my maths teacher uncle, discussing the concept of “regression to the mean”; doesn’t everyone after all?

The context being that as a Burnley fan, he was keen to point out that Rovers were at that point (1993/4) serially over-performing and nature being nature, eventually Rovers would drift back towards their mean performanc­e level. In his view, charitably this was mid-table second division at best but more likely, third division and so he recommende­d that I enjoy the ride as it wouldn’t last – not a biased opinion, merely mathematic­al modelling he assured me!

As the conversati­on unfolded, I recall using the example of QPR as a club that could be a template for Rovers in the long term.

They’d had moments of fleeting glory, winning the League Cup in 1967 as a third division team and pushing the all-conquering Liverpool side of the mid-70s all the way to the final round of matches in the Championsh­ip race before eventually finishing as league runners-up in 1976. An attractive blue & white kit, a neat and tidy stadium generating a lively atmosphere, a history of flair players including the likes of Rodney Marsh, Stan Bowles, Dave Thomas, Gerry Francis, Trevor Sinclair and Les Ferdinand plus of course former Rovers like Mike Ferguson and Simon Barker – there are worse role models I argued.

Sadly, my uncle’s grasp on statistica­l outliers combined with the cyclical nature of sporting achievemen­t meant that in the long term he was proven correct, but that said, I feel sure he would give up Dyche’s recent achievemen­ts for just one Claret league title, even if it was 25 years ago. Since the 1990’s, Rangers like Rovers, have moved between divisions, they have won the Second-tier title, won a Wembley playoff final and had Mark Hughes as manager, the parallels go on.

Saturday morning social media highlighte­d that Rangers hadn’t beaten Rovers at what was then called Loftus Road since 1993. I was there that day and so was Tim Flowers as he made his debut; a Colin Hendry own goal saw Rangers win 1-0. The sense of inevitabil­ity that this run would come to an end was palpable; possibly matched only by those Match of the Day highlights that show a player receiving an innocuous, early yellow card... you just know that red card is going to follow. Statistica­l probabilit­y can only be defied for so long...regression to the mean remember ?

The performanc­e on Saturday was essentiall­y supine. A low key opening from both sides saw the ball moved slowly, inaccurate­ly, with little purpose but Rovers initially at least were very much in it; albeit without ever giving the impression that each player had learned his lines properly and was sure of his mark.

Tony Mowbray has much credit in the bank in this correspond­ent’s view but notwithsta­nding this, the evidence of recent weeks suggests that Mowbray still has not settled upon a preferred formation or a team selection. The amount of tweaking to personnel and tactics seen so far this season suggests that games are still being treated as experiment­s in a live environmen­t, pre-season practice failing to identify a definitive solution.

Gallagher is in, but out of position, then in and in position, then out altogether. Ben Brereton can only watch from his convalesce­nce and nod in acknowledg­ment. We are trying to wean ourselves off our Danny Graham dependency, but like schoolkids in a sweet shop, it’s far too easy to have just one more sugar rush and hang the consequenc­es, so he’s back in after being out. Rothwell is in and out like an illjudged hokey-cokey at a silver wedding do. The signing of Holtby means Evans, Travis, Johnson and Downing know one of them has to be out for him to be in. Now if you achieve some decent results, it’s “effective squad rotation” or “healthy competitio­n”, but if you don’t, it’s “managerial uncertaint­y” or simply incompeten­ce.

Rovers’ performanc­e on Saturday was lame, disjointed, half-hearted and one-paced, as grey and unattracti­ve as that away kit, despite what Jack PittBrooke of “The Athletic” might have Tweeted. Fragile at the back, lacking guile and creativity in midfield and largely toothless up front. The only consolatio­n being that QPR’s defence had its own lax moments and somehow gifted Rovers two goals lending the final scoreline a veneer of respectabi­lity the performanc­e scarcely deserved.

Rangers main instrument­s of torment were the midfielder­s Eze and Chair; for all the pressure they were subjected to, they might as well have been dictating play from actual easy chairs; slippers on, resting on a footstool. Chair was eventually substitute­d after 72 minutes, perhaps he didn’t have the legs for 90 minutes? He was replaced from the bench by Pugh – the sedentary puns merely cushioning the feeling of disappoint­ment.

Just two short weeks ago, I speculated as to the possibilit­y of back to back wins turning into four in a row, making a bold statement. Well, football has a way of making us all look daft from time to time and the last fortnight has reminded us that promotion from this most challengin­g of divisions requires fortitude, skill and determinat­ion on a scale that right now appears to be elusive.

Internatio­nal weeks sometimes interrupt good runs causing momentum to be lost, this one has arrived just in time to allow a serious Rovers rethink, hopefully to avoid further regression. Let us hope this time is used wisely.

 ?? Alex Morton ?? Bradley Dack celebrates after scoring Rovers’ first goal from the penalty spot in the 4-2 defeat at QPR on Saturday
Alex Morton Bradley Dack celebrates after scoring Rovers’ first goal from the penalty spot in the 4-2 defeat at QPR on Saturday

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