Charlton 1-2 Arsenal

"The Premier League is upside down..."

Bottom of the league, but funnily enough feeling optimistic this evening after an exciting clash with the Woolwich rejects. Arsene Wenger recieved warm applause to mark 10 years in charge of Arsenal, and his side today displayed all the hallmarks that have made the Gunners so successful, and helped change English football - strength, speed... and cynicism.

And despite the stunning goal which won Arsenal the match, the antics of referee Mark Clattenburg made Charlton fans see red - it was as if the original ref dropped out and Robin Van Persie's dad took charge of the game instead. Kevin Lisbie played like a man who hadn't started a game in a couple of years (erm...) and wound up being subject to kicking practice for several Arsenal players.

But it was appalling defending which saw us lose the match, and while Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink may have set up Darren Bent's opener, he's having trouble getting his wheelchair into position most of the time. How he must be grateful it becomes illegal to discriminate against the elderly from midnight.

Andy Reid's comeback was muted, Amady Faye was subbed at half-time, Kish came on in his place and huffed and puffed but couldn't blow the Gunners down. The funniest thought about a player was about Hreidarsson, from the West Ham fan I took with me - "your number 3's got the turning circle of a London bus".

So, rock bottom for the international break. Sod it, I'm off to the pub.

Les says... the kids are alright!

To Bromley, where Les Reed spoke to the local supporters' club tonight. Being a Johnny-come-lately kind of fan, he's a figure I've heard more about than found out for myself. But you know what struck me about our assistant head coach? The man has conviction by the bucketload, enough to put dissenters from the church of Dowie back on the straight and narrow.

Quietly spoken, he answered the questions put to him about the current team, the way he works with Iain Dowie and Mark Robson, and a few about his time with the England squad, at great length and with a great deal of honesty. Think of the evening as a masterclass.

For me, the most important thing he raised was his faith in our younger players - James Walker's earned himself a contract extension after initially being released last season. If we hit a striking crisis, he'd be happy to throw them in, while academy players now get the chance to train with the first team. He's clearly got a very clearly-defined bigger picture for the future.

As for our current problems, Reed acknowledged the way our team's heads dropped after Aston Villa's second goal was a concern. But he emphasised we've been down to the "bare bones" (especially for the Carlisle game) and is optimistic things could turn around after the international break, when our new signings return from injury.

One other thing intrigued me - in his 1990s spell with Charlton, he said it was easy to see leaders in the dressing room, with the likes of Mark Kinsella, John Robinson, and Stuart Balmer all wanting to lead the squad. But a decade on, it's harder to find leaders in football teams - players are more insecure than they used to be, and that was something he found in his time with England too. So psychology becomes ever more important, as well as teaching players the leadership skills they may have picked up naturally before.

Fascinating stuff, and it was good to get a glimpse at the wider game plan for the new-look Charlton. But the scores of Arsenal fans at Victoria station earlier in the evening on their way to the Holloway Goonerdrome for tonight's Porto game was a reminder of our more immediate challenge - even a point from our game against them will be enough to change perceptions of our season. And if we can hold Chelsea away, who knows?

It could be worse (etc)

At least we aren't Millwall, who sacked Nigel Spackman this morning.

Click here for some pretty amazing footage of Ray Wilkins dealing with some of the Spanners' finest minds outside the Den on Saturday.

And if current promotion and relegation trends continue, Fisher Athletic will overtake them in 2008.

Aston Villa 2-0 Charlton

A fresh start for Villa fans in the Brum sunshine - a new chairman bringing in new money for his new manager to spend. Meanwhile, it seemed like the same old shite for Charlton fans in their new spot at the foot of the Doug Ellis stand - our new manager, who's blown all the money already, has now got five defeats out of six under his belt. This match featured the Premiership's version of Bill and Ben, Matt Holland and Bryan Hughes in midfield, and our performance was just as wooden.

I've just heard Iain Dowie claim on Match of the Day that we dominated the first half - I'm not quite sure which game he was watching, but it didn't look that way to me, and anyway it's no bloody good "dominating" if you can't score for toffee. Darren Bent's lack of form returned to haunt him and Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink strolled around like we should be grateful he turned up.

The second half was woeful - the experiment setting Dennis Rommedahl free doesn't seem to be working, especially when he drifts towards the centre of the field just as we need him out on the wing. Even star of the moment Amady Faye didn't have a particularly good game, but maybe he was as dispirited by the mediocrity as we were.

An annoying afternoon was capped by some twattish antics from some of the "youth" at the back of the away end - for heaven's sake, a row with a steward is always one you're going to lose, so grow up. On the field, it was Villa's youth - Gabriel Agbonlahor and Luke Moore - who did the damage, while our players strolled around, perhaps only concerned about their next pay day.

I don't care that we've got a raft of injuries. We didn't look like we were even trying. And this is a team playing for a manager that's supposed to be famous for his motivational skills. Dowie, sort it out.

Sign of the times

This has appeared by the Bugsby's Way warehouses.

It's probably a wind-up. It's not good, though.

(LATER: It is.)

Bottle boy

Remember my rant about how stupid it was that we insist on serving beer at The Valley in pints, rather than in bottles? Well, supporters' director Ben Hayes got onto the case, and has managed to come up with a result.

"At present we don’t even have a certificate to sell soft drinks in bottles but have been allowed to do so as a five year “trial”. I would like to pretend that in the face of fierce opposition I argued eloquently the case for bottled beer and finally won the day. The truth is that I was pushing at an open door. The club, and especially the Conferencing and Banqueting Manager, would love to sell beer in bottles as well as draught." (more)

It's now down to Greenwich Council to see if it all fits in with the paperwork. It's not an earth-shattering change, but it's proof it is possible to have a supporters director who gets things done... and tells you about it!

Now, why do they sell pints for £2.95, meaning everyone has to fumble around for 5p change behind the bars?

Charlton 1-0 Carlisle

An insipid night of League Cup drudgery against a Carlisle side who, frankly, should have taken us to pieces in the first half if they'd been any good. The worrying thing? This wasn't a second-string team Iain Dowie put out - apart from left-back Nathan Ashton, who made a fine debut - these were all first team players.

Yet why play Dennis Rommedahl against a team who were in the Conference two years ago? Our League One opposition made him look a fool. Why play Marcus Bent, surely only here for the wages, when Kevin Lisbie was wasting away on the bench, with his whole bloody career to play for? And why wasn't another stinker, Darren Ambrose, subbed?

There were some positives - as well as Ashton's performance, Faye continued to play well and Luke Young oozed class. But I found myself willing Carlisle to put on a better show for their 500 fans, to make a game of it. Apart from a spirited spell early in the second half, they weren't much cop, frankly. And when keeper Anthony Williams couldn't deal with a shot from Rommedahl, it lay there waiting for Darren Bent to lift his - and our - spirits slotting it home.

But it was crap, and at least it's over. We won, but tonight posed more questions than answers. The trip to Aston Villa on Saturday's going to feel like a very long one.

Not up for the cup

I've had it. I bet you've had it as well. I had it after slipping into the pub yesterday afternoon.

"Told you Dowie was shit, eh?"

Actually, I don't think you did... but never mind. I'm still sulking after Saturday, although I still maintain we'd have lost it under Curbishley and have been bored to tears. As always, we're not alone in having a wretched start, and I hear Spurs fans booed their team off at White Hart Lane yesterday - news which brought a smile to my face. Five games do not prove Portsmouth are the best team, and nor do they prove that we are the third worst. Ask me again when we turn the clocks back.

Anyway, tomorrow brings the League Cup (no way I'm plugging that grim lager) match against Carlisle and... I can't be bothered, to tell you the truth. Someone offered to get me a ticket today and I forgot to call them in time.

Of course, if we'd have had a Pompey-style start to the season, the visit of our distant cousins from League One would be treated like an excuse for a lap of honour. With the start we've actually had, it looks about as appealing as a session on the end of the Acme Arse-Kicking Machine. I'd take a 5-0 kicking from the Cumbrians if it meant we started winning some games in the league again.

And at £14... sorry, that's taking the mickey. Part of me wants to spite Carlisle for being so greedy. A small part of me remembers Millwall v Southampton is only costing a tenner, while we can also see Harry Redknapp on THAT edition of Panorama as well. Although whether I'll be able to resist the lure of The Valley when I come home from work tomorrow is another matter. Ho-hum.

Still, I can always return to Saturday's match programme for inspiration and diversion. Oh look, a feature on the leader of Hastings Council who was a Chelsea fan until 2000. Oh, great. Anyone fancy a fiver on Millwall tomorrow?

Charlton 0-1 Portsmouth

Being narrow-minded is a poor thing in today's broadminded world, and it didn't help Charlton as we slipped to a defeat against a mediocre Portsmouth side, whose claim to be top of the Premiership is as convincing as their claim to have a Premiership-standard ground,

It all started well, Marcus Bent cracked one onto the crossbar in the opening seconds as part of an attacking line-up also featuring Darren Bent and Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink.

Our all-new, fluid midfield - Dennis Rommedahl, Omar Pouso, Kish and Darren Ambrose - formed a refreshing changed from the old routine, but was a bit too bloody fluid. I didn't think much of Pouso, Kish had nobody to supply balls to, and Ambrose seemed a bit timid, despite putting in some great runs. Whenever you needed a bit of midfield solidity, it wasn't there. And EVERYTHING went through the bloody middle.

Even though Rommedahl had his free-ranging role, even he seemed to drift to the centre. Setting Dennis free worked in parts - a stinging second-half volley went inches wide, and he had free rein to show off his box of trick - but didn't in others, as his lack of confidence was quickly seized upon by Pompey's players.

After a hot-and-cold second half, swapping Marcus Bent for Jon Fortune could have made us more solid, and taking an ineffective Pouso off for dull-but-reliable Matt Holland might have shored up the midfield, but as Iain Dowie said in his post-match interviews, we didn't pass with intent - we didn't look at all threatening.

In retrospect, it shouldn't have been a surprise when sub LuaLua's shot deflected off Fortune and trickled past Scott Carson's fingers.

This is the game people were going to judge us on - I know we have a raft of injuries, but we fell short of the challenge. Yup, it will be a long season. Although, of course, we could have played a dull 4-5-1 and still lost. Does Dowie's positive thinking come in concentrated doses?

Insane pre-match optimism post

Only half-an-hour to go - who's going to read this? The streets outside are crowded, just now outside All Quiet Towers there was a little boy who looked like all his Christmases have come at onces, with his grandad telling him: "When you see a police horse, that's where the ground is."

It's Dennis Rommedahl's big day too, according to Ian Dowie:

"Dennis has got everything - he's a naturally good crosser of the ball, he's got blistering pace and he gets goals. You need to give him a bit of freedom to attack and make sure you don't shackle him. If you tie him down too much you lose his effect. He's one of those players that if you see him on his day - just like last Saturday [against Chelsea] - you think he is electric, so we're looking for that on a consistent basis." (more)

G'WAN DENNIS! COME ON YOU ADDICKS!