A weekend where actual football reality made a lot of people look exceptionally silly.
Anyone out there
still madly claiming we’ve had an easy start to the season after seeing Arsenal flounder miserably against a ‘
perceived’ lesser opponent, from the lower half of the table, we are told L’pool should beat easily? (And they did.).
Anyone out there
still thinking winning at Molineaux is an easy ‘given’ after watching Wolves take City all the way yet again?
Anyone out there
still claiming L’pool hasn’t played a major side and aren’t
SERIOUS contenders to win the Football League again?
If there unbelievably is, real World football reality just isn’t for you.
Yesterdays admin-
Title Countdown:
7 wins down/ 22 to go.
21 points down/ 71 to go.
Current PL unbeaten run:
P 4 W 4 F 8 A 2 CS: 2
4 Straight Wins.
Current unbeaten home PL run:
P 2 W 2 F 5 A 1 CS: 1
2 Straight Wins.
Man did real World football reality take you on the full gambit of emotions yesterday. From waking up bouncing at the thought of going 4 clear of Arsenal. With the enticing and very realistic prospect of ending their title challenge before it’s started with a win next Sunday. Through, like everyone else in the boozer before the Chelsea game, drawn in the longer the match went, glued to the screen of Wolves heroic defensive display. Fooling yourself, yet again, against your better judgement, that City would drop. Only to have them, yet again, s natch that hope away at the last and leave you wondering just how they sucked you in to the madness once more? I proper hate being in a race against them. It’s so emotionally tiring having to be perfect. Its so emotionally demoralising watching a pub totally drawn in and screaming for Wolves. Only to then have to walk on to the ground for our massive game all sombre and crestfallen.
To then, ironically, have an official who was as bad, if not worse, as any in recent memory, ignite a to that point bubbling, simmering atmosphere into a cauldron of angry emotion with his turning down of anything for the double assault on Mo in the 25th minute. That was one ‘
You are F messing you! ’ disgrace too many and was just the inspiration needed to lift the roof in a different way as proper angry football emotion manifested itself to inspire a superbly tactical and patient L’pool home to an absolutely massive win.
Chelsea are a really good side. They should be given the money spent. Certainly the 4th best side in the Country by a distance. And I wouldn’t be surprised to see them topple Arsenal for third this year. They are, like ourselves, young, vibrant and on the up once more. And I found it fascinating from the off how Slot went into a tactical chess grandmaster mode and approached the game totally differently to any other thus far. A very different set-up that happily let Chelsea have possession like they were the home side. But totally negated their star man Palmer by dropping Cody in very narrow and cutting off all supply to him where he could hirt us. With that, and the brilliance of Curtis and Mo in particular figuring them out quickly and exploiting what they left, they barely come close to creating anything to worry us. And his substitutions were superb at just the right time too. Each one enhancing an already excellent display in its own tactical right. ‘A-star’ from Arne. He sent out a message to everyone that he’s prepared, even at home, to come up with a very different game plan for any opposition. And we carried it out superbly for a mammoth statement win.
I loved the whole team performance. I loved the fight every last one of them showed the whole 98 mins. I loved the shape that said to Chelsea break us down if you can? And they couldn’t. I loved that yet again you never felt like we were dropping points. A few standouts who don’t normally get the spotlight for various reasons/ aspects-
Curtis Jones. Worthy man of the match winner. And not just for the super winning goal and winning the peno before that. But for his all round game that was commandingly dominant both ends of the park. That block on Palmer, who he helped take out of the game, first half was goal saving. The complete midfield performance. But then this wasn’t anything out of the norm. More the quintessential Curtis display if you actually watch him closely and don’t pander to the on-line false nonsense about him. Doing the simple things really well and enabling everyone else to play. Never giving it away. Always showing and covering. With an unerring ability to break lines with his front foot passing and arrive late onto things in the box. Proper mad how folk want a patient, controlled possession game under Slot. Yet slam Curtis when he does just that for being too slow!
Utterly mad how under appreciated he continues to be by those who don’t watch him live. Mad how he got taken off late and Dom, who was off it, stayed on. But the deafening applause he got tells you all you need to know about how appreciated Curtis is at the match.
Talking about under appreciated, Trent’s defending was superb yesterday. The way he handled a reborn Sancho first half was a joy to see. Positionally he was exquisite all game. And the way he was pinching the ball without having to tackle time after time totally belied the tired twaddle that he can’t defend. The agenda boys never want to talk about that. But woe betide he makes a mistake. Then theres segment after segment on that.
Trents an integral part of a defence BTW that has conceded just 5 goals through 11 games this season. And just 3 in the league. Outstanding by any metric.
And massive props to Darwin for finally finding his role within Arne’s structure. His hold up and link play was superb. Totally different, like the overall team set-up, to his normal chaos game. But nonetheless as effective. If Jota’s out for a spell, we won’t miss a beat with that version of Darwin.
A really satisfying afternoons work that must have left City coming down with a bump with similar, draining emotions like watching them earlier. Just as they think we’ll drop, we find the perfect tactical change to win again.
Now, a day’s work before Berlin tomorrow and then Leipzig as the massive games keep on coming on this new, yet equally exhilarating, journey we are on once more.
It’s proper S being us aye?
*Sings …..
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Lib’pool, Top the League. Lib’pool, Lib’pool TOP the League!!!!!’
UTR!