I have two Westwoods to blame for a rotten weekend, Lee and Ashley. The former muffed a tiddler on the closing hole on Saturday night to hand Ryder Cup momentum to America, the latter shilly shallied on the football allowing Preston to secure a decisive second goal in their defeat of Villa.
I can forgive Lee. He's been an integral member of winning Ryder Cup teams over the years so has earned his spurs. Ashley on the other hand epitomises all that's wrong with Aston Villa. He wasn't good enough for the Premiership and he's not up to Championship standard either yet he's a virtual ever present at Villa in recent seasons. He pulls out of tackles, scuffs shots, drifts in corners for keepers to gobble, never scores, can't beat an egg and has no pace whatever. He can point a lot and he applauds the travelling support after the final whistle, this is the sum of his contribution to AVFC and he has to go. Likeable bloke, good looking lad, I'm sure his Mum loves him but if my football club has ambitions of returning to even a shadow of former glory he shouldn't be anywhere near our first team.
Back to Lee and the Ryder Cup, it wasn't ineptitude that cost him his match but simply a dose of the squits while delivering a monumental putt. You can forgive him his miss given the match had been competitive enough to reach the 18th green, Ashley on the other hand, in golfing parlance, would have been handed his dog licence if Marjorie Proops had played him left handed. Defeat with honour is acceptable, surrendering week after week and hiding all over the pitch is not. Lee you are hereby forgiven, Ashley please accept this one way ticket to oblivion and take all your team mates with you.
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