I think Yann's ability has been blown out of all proportion. He was an ordinary Championship striker who was not a prolific scorer. I think the reason some fans have given him a Sainthood is that he always gave 100 per cent and was very committed.
He scored many a goal others can only dream of and he had an incredible ability to hang in the air No one is claiming he was prolific And his work rate and desire definitely make many a fan favour him more
This time last year I took my son to Bolton away (1-1) not the greatest game but lit up by the quality of Yann and a goal from him too . He was a pleasure to watch Today I'm trekking up to Blackburn and unless the early season Vetokele can reappear there is no one who I'm confident of can give us the odd magic moment of skill or inspiration that Yann could provide us with
We've not often had magical players like Yann ,Andy Reid ,Claus Jensen, Di Canio (not prolific either) Paul Mortimer etc but they are the players who you never quite knew what they were gonna produce and they could do the extraordinary that leaves you purring
Give me a sublime bit of magic from one of those artists over a squillion workman like performances (and I totally understand its a team game and we need the water carriers) from Kishishev and co (sorry Len)
I think Yann's ability has been blown out of all proportion. He was an ordinary Championship striker who was not a prolific scorer. I think the reason some fans have given him a Sainthood is that he always gave 100 per cent and was very committed.
I really don't think it has. I thought it was obvious watching him in League 1 that he'd be a good player at this level. He's just the type of partner Igor needs, strong, good in the air, a real battler, but also a good footballer.
In a top half side and staying fit he could easily score 15+ in a season. He scored 12 in 12/13 for us in 32 games. That was a hard working but limited team that managed to finish 9th partly because the league was even closer than usual.
It's not just about goals or even assists, he'd add a lot to this team with his general play.
Sainthood no, but definitely one of the better players we've had since coming back up and probably since we came down from the Prem. Now he's playing his part in the team top of the Championship. I wouldn't call him an ordinary Championship player at all. We've had a number of very committed players who no one talks about now that they've left because we've replaced them with better players. Yann left nearly a year ago now and we've still not managed to replace him.
I think Yann's ability has been blown out of all proportion. He was an ordinary Championship striker who was not a prolific scorer. I think the reason some fans have given him a Sainthood is that he always gave 100 per cent and was very committed.
A bit harsh Dick, it's all about opinions and I normally agree with most of yours but not on this occasion. As Scoham has just pointed out he brought so much more to the team other than goals and commitment. His sublime free kicks, his hold up play, heading ability, up there with likes of Tees and Horsfield not to mention the defensive headers at set plays. Sorry mate but you've grossly underestimated a lot of fans appreciation of what he brought to the side.
He really, truly did not want to leave. The club indicated they wanted to accept the bid and would not be offering a new contract beyond the one he was on at The Valley. Them's the facts.
He would say that wouldn't he, don't make me laugh. The bloke tried to hold the club to ransom, so Roland accepted the offer, it backfired on the Greedy One, end of.
Would he? Does every single player make pained efforts after leaving to express how much they wanted to stay?
What was his aim? To tell a few porkies in the hope he wouldn't get booed?
Most are pretty happy to just shrug and move on with their lives. He even told Bournemouth's official channel on his arrival he wanted to be at Charlton! He even agreed to speak to a nobody like me for some reason!!
Yann did not want to leave Charlton. He felt like he had effectively been forced out of the club. Whether you like it or not, that's how he felt.
He was a joy to watch (rare at CAFC), gave 100% and you never knew what he could come up with.
He was told ages before he was going to be sorted out a decent deal due to what he'd contributed. Powell apparently wanted one for him. To not be acknowledged for all the effort he put in (compared to certain others probably on similar wages too), then EVEN IF he did feign injury for the Hudds game, I don't blame the bloke. It's the club taking the piss not him, we'd not had a player like that in years. And we still haven't replaced him. Just imagine him in these close games this season. We certainly would have more points on the board rather than less. Well done Roland and Katrien.
Hasn't scored today but it must be great to support Bournemouth this season. 5 last week, 6 today, 8 against Brum. They're almost at 50 goals for the season. I worry if we've got 50 goals in us by May
Was on the bench today. I just checked the BBC text commentary, he came on in the 70th minute, by the 73rd he'd had two shots and a through ball attempt blocked.
Easy to make that kind of impact when you're playing in a team that is dominating games though. I'd love him back but he wouldn't be making quite the same impact with us, that's for sure b
I won't ever say who.told me it was more than 1 person all closer to.the first team than you or I will ever be and who had no reason to lie or make trouble
Is it Yann Kermorgant?
If not, then its not factual as you make it out to be.
Is yann your lover or something tom? Jesus christ, you won't hear a slightly bad word against him will you
There is another part of Kermorgant's superb play that is overlooked. Do you recall our pre-season friendly at AFC Wimbledon three years ago, when Adamo Coulibally was on a week's trial with us? He had scored 25 goals in each of four seasons in Hungary, had got off the plane that day, and was set loose. Bradley Wright-Phillips had left and we hadn't scored for a season. Within two minutes of kick-off, this towering muscular black guy sprinted to intercept a back-pass, bundled in to their keeper and almost put him in a wheelchair.
Every club in the Championship wanted him; as Powell lamented: "He has 58 agents." Our midfielder, Dale Stephens, was dispossessed four times in the first 20 minutes of that game against a team two divisions below us. At five-feet-nine, Kermorgant wins headers when Joe Pigott, a foot taller, is on the way down.
Kermorgant wanted Coulibally to score. When the Wimbledon defender had the ball at his feet, looking up and about to clear, a rapier figure came hurtling in from the blind-side, sliding like Flanagan, scooped the ball off the man's toes, swivelled, and sent to in to the path of Coulibally. That, too, is Kermorgant's great skill.
Look at us now. Pope places the ball for a goal-kick: Shall I pass quickly to my defender, or not? Our left-back goes back to receive, and after much deliberation and waving of arms, he canters forward - we are 0-0 at The Valley, remember. We shuffle from right to left, and the ball is hoofed from Pope to our tannoy-man, bumbling away, trying to articulate the half-time scores beyond the dug-out.
Watch carefully: Vetoleke is a statue, an unmoving target. It has taken him - and Bob Peeters - half a season to understand that a striker should make space, run for the ball, and chase down defenders. Every single team we play at The Valley fears us - and yet we are unable to grab them by the throat, or play beautifully. Last Saturday against Blackpool we had a free-kick just outside their box: The whole stadium fell silent with expectation - and Gudmundsson hammered it in to Row Z.
Yann Kermorgant would have sent a deliciously curving arc over the wall, implacable and true.
There is another part of Kermorgant's superb play that is overlooked. Do you recall our pre-season friendly at AFC Wimbledon three years ago, when Adamo Coulibally was on a week's trial with us? He had scored 25 goals in each of four seasons in Hungary, had got off the plane that day, and was set loose. Bradley Wright-Phillips had left and we hadn't scored for a season. Within two minutes of kick-off, this towering muscular black guy sprinted to intercept a back-pass, bundled in to their keeper and almost put him in a wheelchair.
Every club in the Championship wanted him; as Powell lamented: "He has 58 agents." Our midfielder, Dale Stephens, was dispossessed four times in the first 20 minutes of that game against a team two divisions below us. At five-feet-nine, Kermorgant wins headers when Joe Pigott, a foot taller, is on the way down.
Kermorgant wanted Coulibally to score. When the Wimbledon defender had the ball at his feet, looking up and about to clear, a rapier figure came hurtling in from the blind-side, sliding like Flanagan, scooped the ball off the man's toes, swivelled, and sent to in to the path of Coulibally. That, too, is Kermorgant's great skill.
Look at us now. Pope places the ball for a goal-kick: Shall I pass quickly to my defender, or not? Our left-back goes back to receive, and after much deliberation and waving of arms, he canters forward - we are 0-0 at The Valley, remember. We shuffle from right to left, and the ball is hoofed from Pope to our tannoy-man, bumbling away, trying to articulate the half-time scores beyond the dug-out.
Watch carefully: Vetoleke is a statue, an unmoving target. It has taken him - and Bob Peeters - half a season to understand that a striker should make space, run for the ball, and chase down defenders. Every single team we play at The Valley fears us - and yet we are unable to grab them by the throat, or play beautifully. Last Saturday against Blackpool we had a free-kick just outside their box: The whole stadium fell silent with expectation - and Gudmundsson hammered it in to Row Z.
Yann Kermorgant would have sent a deliciously curving arc over the wall, implacable and true.
I won't ever say who.told me it was more than 1 person all closer to.the first team than you or I will ever be and who had no reason to lie or make trouble
Is it Yann Kermorgant?
If not, then its not factual as you make it out to be.
Is yann your lover or something tom? Jesus christ, you won't hear a slightly bad word against him will you
I won't ever say who.told me it was more than 1 person all closer to.the first team than you or I will ever be and who had no reason to lie or make trouble
Is it Yann Kermorgant?
If not, then its not factual as you make it out to be.
Is yann your lover or something tom? Jesus christ, you won't hear a slightly bad word against him will you
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Although I love yann and wish he was here still but we move on.
No one is claiming he was prolific
And his work rate and desire definitely make many a fan favour him more
This time last year I took my son to Bolton away (1-1) not the greatest game but lit up by the quality of Yann and a goal from him too . He was a pleasure to watch
Today I'm trekking up to Blackburn and unless the early season Vetokele can reappear there is no one who I'm confident of can give us the odd magic moment of skill or inspiration that Yann could provide us with
We've not often had magical players like Yann ,Andy Reid ,Claus Jensen, Di Canio (not prolific either) Paul Mortimer etc but they are the players who you never quite knew what they were gonna produce and they could do the extraordinary that leaves you purring
Give me a sublime bit of magic from one of those artists over a squillion workman like performances (and I totally understand its a team game and we need the water carriers) from Kishishev and co (sorry Len)
In a top half side and staying fit he could easily score 15+ in a season. He scored 12 in 12/13 for us in 32 games. That was a hard working but limited team that managed to finish 9th partly because the league was even closer than usual.
It's not just about goals or even assists, he'd add a lot to this team with his general play.
Sainthood no, but definitely one of the better players we've had since coming back up and probably since we came down from the Prem. Now he's playing his part in the team top of the Championship. I wouldn't call him an ordinary Championship player at all. We've had a number of very committed players who no one talks about now that they've left because we've replaced them with better players. Yann left nearly a year ago now and we've still not managed to replace him.
What was his aim? To tell a few porkies in the hope he wouldn't get booed?
Most are pretty happy to just shrug and move on with their lives. He even told Bournemouth's official channel on his arrival he wanted to be at Charlton! He even agreed to speak to a nobody like me for some reason!!
Yann did not want to leave Charlton. He felt like he had effectively been forced out of the club. Whether you like it or not, that's how he felt.
He was told ages before he was going to be sorted out a decent deal due to what he'd contributed. Powell apparently wanted one for him. To not be acknowledged for all the effort he put in (compared to certain others probably on similar wages too), then EVEN IF he did feign injury for the Hudds game, I don't blame the bloke. It's the club taking the piss not him, we'd not had a player like that in years. And we still haven't replaced him. Just imagine him in these close games this season. We certainly would have more points on the board rather than less. Well done Roland and Katrien.
Ketchup.
Easy to make that kind of impact when you're playing in a team that is dominating games though. I'd love him back but he wouldn't be making quite the same impact with us, that's for sure b
Every club in the Championship wanted him; as Powell lamented: "He has 58 agents." Our midfielder, Dale Stephens, was dispossessed four times in the first 20 minutes of that game against a team two divisions below us. At five-feet-nine, Kermorgant wins headers when Joe Pigott, a foot taller, is on the way down.
Kermorgant wanted Coulibally to score. When the Wimbledon defender had the ball at his feet, looking up and about to clear, a rapier figure came hurtling in from the blind-side, sliding like Flanagan, scooped the ball off the man's toes, swivelled, and sent to in to the path of Coulibally. That, too, is Kermorgant's great skill.
Look at us now. Pope places the ball for a goal-kick: Shall I pass quickly to my defender, or not? Our left-back goes back to receive, and after much deliberation and waving of arms, he canters forward - we are 0-0 at The Valley, remember. We shuffle from right to left, and the ball is hoofed from Pope to our tannoy-man, bumbling away, trying to articulate the half-time scores beyond the dug-out.
Watch carefully: Vetoleke is a statue, an unmoving target. It has taken him - and Bob Peeters - half a season to understand that a striker should make space, run for the ball, and chase down defenders. Every single team we play at The Valley fears us - and yet we are unable to grab them by the throat, or play beautifully. Last Saturday against Blackpool we had a free-kick just outside their box: The whole stadium fell silent with expectation - and Gudmundsson hammered it in to Row Z.
Yann Kermorgant would have sent a deliciously curving arc over the wall, implacable and true.
Date of birth 8 November 1981 (age 33)
Place of birth Vannes, France
Height 1.84 m (6 ft 1⁄2 in)
Tattoo.