To be fair, there are probably about a billion potential Hearts related headlines that one could concoct this morning. That one was the first one that popped in the ol’ coconut, so I’m running with it.
To the great ire of some of the Scottish contingent who found their way over here, the previous article suggested that Hearts weren’t very good. In light of what they offered up as an opposing force, it now sounds like a little pre-match flattery rather than an attempt summarise their footballing prowess. They were truly dreadful and we took full advantage.
Without ever needing to get out of second gear, the arrogant London nasties had the temerity to turn up, not be in the least bit fazed by the supposedly white-hot reception awaiting them at the famous old ground, and then proceed to deal out something of a lesson to their bewildered sweaty cousins. The Portuguese lad given a go at managing the Jam Tarts this week could regularly be seen with his hands shielding his eyes from what must have been extremely uncomfortable viewing for a man of his experience. Well Toto, you're not in Lisbon
It’s hard to contextualise our showing given the opposition; Monday nights little jaunt a bit less further North will provide a greater barometer of what condition our pre-season has left us in, but there was no doubting that the movement, sharpness, hunger and professionalism were a joy to behold. Some of the VdV/Krankie/Lennon/Bale link up in the first half was top class. Even Defoe looked good. For a bit. The Frankenstein combination of Charlie’s brain and Alan Hutton’s physicality seems to be bearing early fruit in the form of young Kyle Walker as well, which was perhaps most encouraging of all.
A few of the youth team and a run out for the fringe players would be nice to see for next Thursdays return leg.
United up next. Vidic out for 5 weeks and Ferdinand not ready until their game at le arse? Us playing champagne football? It can only go one way…
...yeah. We'll get smashed 0-5 on monday probably!
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