Cardiff City 0 Middlesborough 1 - #OLEOUT

The tide has turned on Ole Gunnar Solskjaer and it seems fans patience (mine included) has run the f**k out.

Some fans sat around us have gone from grumbling quietly to themselves on Saturday to standing up and shouting ‘WAKE UP OLE’ and ‘SORT EM’ OUT SOLSKJAER’ red-faced at the top of their lungs three days later.

Four winless games and the manner of Saturday’s capitulation against Norwich has been insulting to fans but last night’s defeat was confirmation that Ole can’t coach his team. After the weekend the players had a point to prove and fans were expecting a reaction on the pitch after the standard hairdryer treatment they all deserved.  

A quick aggressive start was in order but Ole sent his team out half asleep and we were 0-1 down within 120 seconds to a soft goal. 

For the next thirty minutes I found it hard to even look at what Ole had put on the pitch instead opting to examine my shoes and eat two packs of Starburst... 

Many questioned the Norwegian's motivational skills last season when the chips were down and last night was evidence that this area is seriously lacking in a time of need.

While the players sulked around the pitch clueless wishing they were somewhere else Ole stared aimlessly into the abyss with folded arms and as the clock ran down and points slipped away he puffed out his cheeks and scratched his head.

During breaks in play the players approached the technical area for a drink and instructions from the Manager – there weren't any. 

The blood and guts of the Championship will swallow many a coach whole and fans knew it would be a rough season, but the club have built a squad to rival any in the league. 

They just need coaching...

And Ole isn’t up to the task. 

Being tactically naïve is one thing but not being able to galvanise the group is the clearest indication yet that we’re in trouble with this guy steering the ship. 

Time to ring Tony Pulis (top / bottom pic) a coach with integrity who demands desire or you're out. A street-wise man's man who can drag us up the league with no bulls**t. 

If ringing doesn't work I would suggest emailing him and If that doesn’t work perhaps turn up at his house. If he’s not in, wait outside in the car or pop a note through the letterbox.