Greetings Hebrews and Shebrews.
Apparently we were quite good on Monday. Apparently? I was there, we WERE good. Perhaps the sensation of winning with no fear of letting it slip caused this out of body, not quite of this world feeling. Being in it but not of it, as Stevie once said. ‘You know that place between sleep and awake? That’s where I’ll always love you’. The calm coursed around the huddled masses like a katamine laced breeze. Is this what it’s like to be a Man United fan?
Luka van der Bale was a joy, as was Kaboul who got in the way of everything, and Adebayor claimed his just reward for the tireless work he’s been putting in every game of his ‘goal drought’. Favourite moment of the night? In the aftermath of our opening goal, Captain Combover and The King, strolling back to their own half, patting each others backs and engaged in focused conversation, while the rest of the young pups celebrated together in the corner. It said it all. It was beautiful.
The boing, boing baggies then? Not so much boing, boing as, you know, something that’s lost its elasticity. Perished underwear lining, or an old persons skin perhaps? Not in a bad way you understand, just, you know, less likely to get relegated. Steady Eddie Woy Boy seems to have forgotten his ‘pool drowning and picked up where he left off at Fulham by bringing in some decent, if unspectacular footballers, and getting them to play ever so slightly above themselves. Their best performances of the season have come in narrow defeats at the hands of United and Chelski on the opening days, which should serve as a warning to those with ideas of walking the walk, that they will be itching to get their hands on the new darlings of the Premier League column fillers, our Hotspurious Gentlemen of Totteringham.
If we are to keep our own catapulted form in flight, we’ll have to keep an eye on the lad Long, who scored in both of WBA’s previously mentioned narrow losses, with Mulumbu and Odemwingie also appearing as the types of players who would relish showing what they’re made of by getting a goal or two and drinking some of that sweet, sweet reflected media darling nectar. There’ll be no boinging for us should we come up short, just a big ground-thudding comedy ‘zlott!’ and a severely bruised rump.
I reckon we’ll be ok, Lawro’s got us down for a draw after all. Let’s go for 1-3.
My favourite moment against Villa, a slightly heavy pass along the back line evades King, causing him to chase towards the touchline, with (i think) Agbonlahor quickly boreing down on him, could have seen it out for a throw, being too clever could have meant him being nicked and cleaving a very fast player through on goal, King calmly turns him with some neat footwork and strowls away with all the time in the world. The man is a god, I just wish his knees were as awesome as he.
ReplyDeleteHaha, yes, I'd forgotten that! Amazing moment. Just when he makes you think he might just be a fallible human, he goes and pulls that little beauty out.
ReplyDeleteI cheered more for that than the goals. Imagine how much better Chelsea and Arsenal would be if they had a fit King. God gave perfect knees to John Terry instead of to the more deserving King.
ReplyDeleteTonyRich.
Exactly.. He's still definitely "got it".
ReplyDeleteNo matter how many people have said he should think about retiring. Not just the effect he has on the whole team, but sometimes I forget how good he is. Well, not forget, just worry it may be getting lost with all the injuries and lack of training. Tbh the only thing is he may have lost half a yard of pace on the turn, but he is still faster than most CBs in the PL, I would say still faster than Terry for example, but most players lose a little when they reach their 30s.
Unlike the dog, for example, he's had to tailor his game at a far younger age to make sure he isn't as exposed to pace. His reading of a game was always excellent, but what he's producing at the moment is truly remarkable. Like Steven Hawking beating Roger Federer at tennis. Sort of.
ReplyDeletequite agree ... the moment was not missed by most I am sure..
ReplyDeletefingers crossed he keeps playing...
he brings ...simply and obviously..
Serenity and Calm to a Defence.
As Alex Ferguson might say pure class.
Heck Rio: 'Let's go for 1-3'
ReplyDeleteGive up the day job immediately.
I'm sure you also noted the shout for Mulumbu to attempt to make a name for himself :-)
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