QPR's latest act of stupidity brings curtain down on Ainsworth reign - Report Sunday, 29th Oct 2023 14:54 by Clive Whittingham It wasn't as bad as many feared it could have been, and only Andre Dozzell's brain explosion ended up breaking the stalemate against Leicester at Loftus Road, but when your twelfth home game without a win is being held as some sort of positive that is really rather the point. The outcome, on the pitch and in the dugout, inevitable. Leicester City are the highest standard team the Championship has seen for some time. In fact, they’re currently posting this division’s best numbers ever. No club has ever won 12 of its first 13 games in the second tier, had 36 points at this stage, or been as far clear of third. They score goals at a rate of more than two a game and concede them at a rate of two a month. You don’t often find mismatches like this between two sides in the same division. Queens Park Rangers, second from bottom on a five-game losing run, have only won two of their 13 and drawn another couple. With six defeats and a draw from their home games in 23/24, it’s a club record run of 12 without victory at Loftus Road, and only one win on this ground in a year. They have won just six of the last 45 games, losing 29, and have lost 16 of the last 22 at home. It is more than a year since they last scored three goals in a game, and in the intervening 44 fixtures they’ve only managed to score twice on five occasions. Gareth Ainsworth had won five and lost 18 of his 27 games in charge, and won only one at home. Of the 80 QPR fans who submitted entries to our Prediction League for the game, two thought QPR would win. One absolute danger put Rangers down for a 3-0, which one can only surmise was by mistake or else it’s time for a visit from the men in the white coats. More than 95% felt Leicester would triumph, including 16 who thought it would be 5-0, and 27 ‘other scores’ which means a defeat so severe it’s literally off the chart. The fans are still turning up at Loftus Road in numbers, remarkably more than 17,000 on Saturday, but their faith in their club, team, manager and players has long since ebbed away. Rarely can such a large crowd have made so little noise inside this old blue box of ours.
Leicester did, indeed, win the game. They spent much of the first half creating and missing chances. Fatawu had one deflected wide of the top corner after three minutes, makeshift centre back Sam Field got a brave block in after Leicestershire’s premiere wedding venue Keirnan Dewsbury-Hall turned and shot from the edge of the box, Harry Winks drew a camera save and spill from Asmir Begovic a minute from half time and amidst a flurry of late corners Jamie Vardy glanced a header right across the face of goal and an inch wide of the far post. QPR will point to the thirtieth minute opener from the frequently offside Stephy Mavididi being cruelly deflected into the far corner of the net, but they’d been leaving Mavididi unattended and in space throughout the first half to that point and only his, and his team’s, fairly relaxed approach to the game had stopped them being punished earlier. Leicester had taken us lightly, and still led. How can we be a team that sits deep and tries to crowd our own box with a mass of bodies, and yet still leaves players in so much space in dangerous areas? You cannot let a player of that quality pick a ball up in space like that, wide on the left, and then let him walk into the penalty area and get a shot away without engaging him. The build up to the goal started with Asmir Begovic skying a free kick clearance high and not very handsome, landing it behind the majority of his team mates who’d gone down the field to receive and placing us in a dangerous counter attack from which Osman Kakay performed a decent rescue job. The Bosnian keeper started the second half drilling kick straight into the main stand, and then dollied another one straight up in the air which was returned, via a communication breakdown between Kakay and Field, with a shot from Fatawu which he saved comfortably. Who is doing the kicking drills at these bloody soccer schools of his? I’d be wanting a discounted rate if it’s him. Fatawu later shot wide of the top corner after Leicester got him in on a huge overloaded counter attack. From one corner Albert Adomah, a fairly terrifying selection at right wing back, fell over at the back post and inadvertently headed the ball right back into the heart of his own penalty area. Casadei headed over the bar 15 minutes from time and then Harry Winks drew a boot back and won the game for his team with a 25 yarder into the roof of the net. Begovic did at least get a good deal closer to Pereira’s injury time shot, producing a good save to prevent a third goal. The outcome everybody expected then, and it’s now 12 without victory at Loftus Road dating all the way back to March 11. The departure of the manager who’s overseen that dire sequence has felt inevitable since Blackburn won here with embarrassing ease a fortnight ago and by waiting, either to give him yet more time to turn it around or for them to find an alternative, we’ve burned off another three matches this week, of which two were easily gettable – Huddersfield are 8-0 down on aggregate in their games since we lost their last weekend. Perhaps they just didn’t want the new guy to have to start with this hiding to nothing – they’d done something similar last autumn with Neil Crichley coming in immediately after a home game with runaway leaders Burnley. As it turned out, Leicester at home actually suited Gareth Ainsworth’s style, outlook and mentality a good deal more most of the games we’ve played recently. Ainsworth likes to play himself, and his team, up as an underdog story. He likes it when his back is to the wall, everybody’s written him and his boys off, and he can foster an ‘us against the world’ mentality. In an unfair fight like this he can set a team up with a thick back five, four in front of that, and base his whole gameplan around defending deep, protecting your own box, running hard, making tackles, putting effort in, and frustrating an opponent. You’ll never have the ball (QPR had 21% possession as the home side here) but that’s ok because, really, Gareth Ainsworth doesn’t want the ball. The three wins he got to keep the team in the Championship last season all played out like this. In his summer interview with this site he described the wins at Burnley and Stoke as “some ridiculous Catenaccio set up” and made out like it was the opposite of what he’d ideally go for, but that’s not true – this is where Gareth Ainsworth eats. It was a perfect identity for a Wycombe club punching well above its weight with no budget, limited crowds and zero expectation, but it’s sat uneasily at QPR and whenever he, and we, have tried to open up and attack games we’ve been picked off with ease. The way Ainsworth has spoken about things like the signing of Begovic, or going away to play Leeds United, it’s made QPR look, sound and feel incredibly small time, like some plucky lower division team in a big cup tie. The financial realities of our club and the modern sport are understood by our fanbase more than most, but constantly making out like we’re just incredibly lucky to be on the same pitch as some of these players and teams is a self-deprecation too far for a club that has only been outside the top two divisions in this country for three years in the last 50. With Leicester in town it was hard not to think back two summers when QPR were in such brilliant form, and the football was so progressive, that the Foxes, along with Man Utd, actually requested pre-season friendlies on this ground because they felt the shape and style was a good mirror of what they might face when the real quiz started. United were swept aside 4-2, while the Leicester game finished in a pulsating 3-3 draw. Hard not to look at us, and them, now and not sob yourself to sleep. Nevertheless, the state of us, exacerbated by a dearth of centre backs with Ainsworth’s big summer signings Morgan Fox and Steve Cook already crocked, Jake Clarke-Salter being Jake Clarke-Salter, and Jimmy Dunne suspended for idiocy, meant that for one day, at least, Ainsworth could be Ainsworth. It might have worked too. The team selection, with a back three of Kakay, Field and Cannon, and Charlie Kelman put forward for ritual sacrifice, looked absolutely wild, and brought great gales of laughter around the Crown & Sceptre when it was announced an hour before kick-off. But twice in the first half Leicester’s attempts to play out from keeper Mads Hermansen, under the instructionof Marge Simpson’s art teacher Mr Maresca, were picked off. Lyndon Dykes’ attempt to lob into the subsequently open net from uber long range unfortunately drifted off towards the new Acton high rises. When Albert Adomah chipped an inviting cross up for a much more Dykes-friendly header in the six yard box a combination of Hermansen and Choudhury were required to repel it on the goalline but that tied both of them up enough for Andre Dozzell to smash a well executed volley back past them an into the net for a shock equaliser. As said in the week, he should be contributing five or six of these a season to the cause. The decision to bin Ainsworth off was made a week ago. God knows what Ruben and his new friends from Matrade woud have done had he magicked a result out of this game but, perhaps luckily, that wouldn’t turn out to be an issue. Dozzell the unlikely hero would was about to turn moronic villain. One one, in the game, crowd starting to come into play, Ainsworth on the cusp of pulling off the impossible, an hour gone and pace to come up front in the form of Smyth from the bench, Dozzell was about to hit the self destruct button. If you thought Jimmy Dunne’s red card at The Hawthorns was the dumbest thing you’ve ever seen, then strap yourself in for another bedtime story. First Dozzell gave the ball away cheaply in the Leicester half. Keen to make amends he chased all the way back into our half and did the right thing – a tactical foul to interrupt the counter attack. A yellow card, sure, but sensible gamesmanship of the sort we’re usually deficient in. Fatawu wasn’t happy, but then he’s not going to be happy is he? You’ve just clotheslined him on his way into the penalty box he’s hardly going to turn up with a box of Milk Tray. You laugh at him, you let him lose his temper, maybe you get him booked or sent off. You don’t go all fucking hard man routine and start pushing and shoving him back. Thick as a whale sandwich. Referee Leigh Doughty, one of the better officials at this level, saw the whole thing clearly, booked Dozzell for the foul, both players for the pushes, and that was that. QPR’s chances in this game were always slim to none, and slim had indeed just left town. Thereafter QPR basically just stood and let it happen. Trying to see out time as best they could. Jack Colback picked up a yellow for dissent so that’s two central midfielders missing for Rotherham and he’s already been suspended four games out of the first 15. Honestly, if there’s a thicker football team out there anywhere I’d hate to see it. The inevitable Winks goal did bring us briefly back out of our shell – poor Sam Field now pressed into action as a striker as part of Ainsworth’s last chance to really stick the knife into Chris Willock, who he afforded 120 seconds of injury time at the end – and almost immediately Dykes had pulled one back for what could have been an equaliser for the former West Brom man. You could forgive it on Saturday, against an opponent of this standard, particularly once down to ten men, but too often Ainsworth’s approach to games with QPR has been that of a man afraid to leave the house, who then falls down his own stairs and breaks his neck anyway. It was one of those rare games in his reign where you could actually take some positives and see what he was trying to achieve having been dealt a ridiculously crap hand of cards. Leicester at home, with no centre backs, what exactly can he do with that? In the end only an individual brain melt by Dozzell has blown it up for him – though given this is the third cretinous red card we’ve inflicted on ourselves while level in games we went onto lose already this season you could reasonably ask questions about standards of behaviour, discipline and the like. When you’ve sunk so low a sixth defeat in a row, and a twelfth home game without a win, is held up as some sort of positive, because at least the team made an effort and the scoreline wasn’t a lot worse, then it’s time to go. Links >>> Ratings and Reports >>> Message Board Match Thread QPR: Begovic 5; Cannon 6, Kakay 6, Field 6; Adomah 5 (Smyth 87, -), Dozzell 4, Colback 5 (Willock 90+3, -), Paal 6; Kelman 5 (Dixon-Bonner 63, 5), Chair 6, Dykes 5 Subs not used: Archer, Richards (collect your prize at the front desk), Larkeche, Duke-McKenna, Kolli, Drewe Goals: Dozzell 40 (unassisted) Red Cards: Dozzell 59 (being a fucking dipshit) Yellow Cards: Dozzell 59 foul, Dozzell 59 (retalitation), Colback 64 (dissent) Leicester: Hermansen 6; Choudhury 5 (Pereira 67, 7), Coady 6, Vestergaard 7, Justin 5; Casadei 6 (Iheanacho 79, -), Winks 8, Dewsbury-Hall 7; Fatawu 8 (Albrighton 83, -), Vardy 5 (McAteer 83, -), Mavididi 7 Subs not used: Faes, Souttar, Daka, Madivadua, Stolarczyk Goals: Mavididi 30 (assisted Dewsbury-Hall), Winks 80 (assisted Mavididi) Bookings: Fatawu 59 (retaliation) QPR Star Man – Sam Field 6 Miles out of position, in one of the weakest and most makeshift defences we’ve ever put on the field, with precious little protection thanks to Dozzell’s daft red card and Colback’s horribly laboured display, I thought this was a brave effort alongside Kakay who's been dire recently but was creditable here, and Reggie Cannon who looks a cut above everything else we've got. Field ended up playing up front. Maybe we should give him a go in goal, can't do a lot worse than the bloke who's currently there. Referee – Leigh Doughty (Blackpool) 7 No complaints here. Not the referee’s fault Dozzell decided to join the fast growing International Year of the Wally Brain long list that is our playing squad this season. Decent official. Attendance 17,385 (2,800 Leicester approx.) Remarkable numbers all things considered, but the atmosphere was that of a crowd sitting there waiting to be called up for their sit in the electric chair. If you enjoy LoftforWords, please consider supporting the site through a subscription to our Patreon or tip us via our PayPal account loftforwords@yahoo.co.uk. Pictures — Ian Randall Photography The Twitter @loftforwords Ian Randall Photography Please report offensive, libellous or inappropriate posts by using the links provided.
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