I'd boil the kettle and read some tea leaves, drink the tea and then pick the team based purely on my instincts and let the will of the Gods dictate the rest.
Right now I'd drop nearly all of the failures from WBA and do something utterly unexpected and crazy, thus:
Krul
Rosenior
Goldson
Dunk
Schelotto
Propper
Kayal
Skalak
Lua Lua
Baldock
Hemed.
Tilley would be on the bench to.
Yep, that's reet... utterly ****ing crazy.
Message to the players - attack, attack and attack.
wha ha hahahah hahhe heh hahhha hhahh etc.
2-0 in the bag. Or my cosmic teacup goes in the bin.
You're nuts