Sometimes we overthink stuff. In fact, when it comes to football, we always overthink, overanalyse, over everything.
Manchester United haven’t scored a first half goal in their last 11 home games. And that hasn’t happened since… ever. Or, since before they started counting every kick, every tackle, every stumble, every everything. We know how many metres every player runs in every game. We know how many goals per game, per player, per km run, per 100 tackles, per-fectly irrelevant.
They haven’t scored a first half goal (at home) for 11 games. So what? They may have scored 27 second half goals in those games. Then no-one would complain, would moan, or boo, or even care. In fact it wouldn’t be mentioned. They’d be too worried about how many goals conceded per kg of pasta consumed by the team before each game.
Unfortunately for Manchester United though, they haven’t scored 27 second half goals in their home matches. They’ve only scored 28 all season, in 23 matches, and that’s not just shit; its depressing shit for their fans. And I couldn’t be happier about that if I was a Liverpool fan. There’s no law that states Manchester United have to win the league at least one year in every three. Nor one preventing them from playing really crappy, boring, useless, uncreative football. The only incredible thing is that they are currently 5th in the league.
Though fortunately, Spurs are 4th. And underneath us; there’s a GAP. I love a gap, even if its only 5 points but I like it. Like it a lot and wish it to grow. Because we all know the ‘mind the gap’ thing at Spurs, we know it all too well. But its comforting. For the time being.
And its there in part because of Dele Alli and his ‘goal of the season’ yesterday at Palace. What a goal, what a game, what a result. The world is at peace this morning and the sun is even shining. All because of Spurs.
Liverpool tried as hard as they could to avoid winning at Norwich yesterday but Norwich outdid them and managed to throw the game in the dying seconds. Don’t know what’s happening in that part of Scouserland, and as long as they’re below ‘the gap’, I don’t really care.
Chelsea at Arsenal today. Arsenal should win. But maybe they won’t. Maybe they’ll lose. Maybe they’re done for this season. Peaked too soon. Shot their load. And then, if Leicester slump too, and Manchester City get a few more injuries…
Perhaps too early to really ‘believe’ now, but its coming. Its really coming.
Come on Chelsea (3 words I’ve never written before and probably won’t ever again, so I may just repeat them:) come on Chelsea.
A xxxx
Andrew! There is hope for you yet. Maybe not.
This season is quite fascinating though; who would have bet on Chelsea’s catastrophic implosion, or Bournmouth being anywhere in the mix, of Leicester being top, again. A season so far of triumph of individual spirit, team cohesion and good leadership, over money.
The transfer market is as exciting as Man Utd home first 45’s all rolled into one and distilled into 5 minutes. No one is spending, at least it appears so. Maybe the oil barons club have decided that something else is needed…work rate, commitment, determination, focus, discipline, team-spirit, selflessness.
Hmmm.