A reasonable game destined for a draw ended in farce as we threw a point away with a shocking late goal at SJP. Ryan Taylor came in for the injured Haidara but otherwise the team was unchanged from the Villa game and a game that would have once had the pulses racing started as a fairly routine Premier League match with Van Gaal again opting to leave Rooney up front by himself with a fairly defensive line up.
We started fairly brightly and should have been awarded a penalty inside the first ten minutes when the woeful Riviere was chopped down by Evans but Taylor waved play on. We’ve heard a lot about how poor Man United are this season and I was in the company of a mate who is a season ticket holder at Old Trafford for the match and while I’d brushed him off as a whinging bugger before the match, I could see his point as they looked nothing special at all in the opening exchanges.
Rooney looked offside (but on subsequent viewing, wasn’t) when he took a pass inside the box but he steered his shot wide with Krul bearing down on him and they started to get hold of possession but really, we had the next major chance to go in front. This time, Sissoko slipped in Riviere but bearing down on De Gea, he got tangled up in his own feet and tripped over the ball. He’s utter shite like and why the fuck our best attacking player in Perez was sat on the bench instead of this carthorse with a ten day break looming is anyone’s guess.
There was a bit of argy bargy late in the half when Evans and Cisse clashed and from where I was sat, Cisse clearly wasn’t happy with something but TV replays showed a hockling match between the two. It was hardly Rudi vs Frank but trial by TV will probably see our main man up front banned and probably for the Mackems game aswell. Bastard.
We again started the second half brightly and for the third time in the game, our Lionel Ritchie-a-like up front should have put us in front and if anything, this was the worse of the lot. Colo got up to head the ball across the box and with the goal at his mercy, Lionel wafted his foot at it like he was shaking a feather fucking duster. Hello, is it me you’re looking for? Aye, it’s called the net you useless twat. The irony of our fans singing ‘What a waste of money’ when Di Maria was substituted at the same time as him, mercifully, for Ayoze definitely wasn’t wasted on me at least.
The next substitution was probably the highlight of the night when Jonas was stripped off and finally brought on the field for a weary looking Ryan Taylor to rapturous applause. His first touch was greeted similarly and although he was booked shortly after his introduction by the sort of robotic ref well regarded by whichever panel it is these days that frowns upon displays of officiating common sense, I thought he equipped himself well. Christ, if Taylor’s crocked, he’s immediately our best bet at left back.
We had another clear chance when Ayoze bustled Herrera off the ball in the middle of the park and scampered away but when he teed up Cisse on the edge of the box, the Senegalese scuffed his shot wide – our fourth excellent chance. Around this time, Krul made a fantastic double save from Fellaini and Young to earn a standing ovation but with time ticking away, the applause turned to horror as we fashioned to throw everything out of the window inside the final minute.
Subsititute Gouffran attempted to shepherd Rooney out of play but when it looked like the centre forward might get the better of our lad, Abeid nipped in to play a suicidal ball across the face of his own goal from six yards out and if the ball was bad, the control and horribly fluffed clearance by Krul was at the very least no better, presenting Young with a tap in to an empty night. A shambolic goal to concede and one that we didn’t really deserve on the run of play.
Aside from the goal and the personal nightmare from Abeid and Krul, the one thing that struck me in the immediate aftermath was that no-one went over to get a hold of Abeid, still a young lad, and try and pick him up for the final few moments of the game. Coloccini actually strolled to the restart right by his side and shuffled along looking at his feet not even looking at him. It was the same down at Spurs when young Alnwick had his shocker for the first goal. No leadership and no senior player doing the right thing. Shite.
The result was harsh, the performance bar one or two stinkers wasn’t bad and it doesn’t really mean anything to us in the grand scheme of things this season but how irritating to lose a game like that? I’ll look forward to the break, cheers
Keep the Faith
Newcastle United – Krul 6, Janmaat 7, Coloccini 7, Williamson 7, R Taylor 7, SISSOKO 7, Abeid 3, Sammy 6, Obertan 4, Riviere 3 (Perez 6), Cisse 5
Ref – Taylor – 6 – Got the penalty decision wrong and missed the spitting. Has he always been bald aswell or am I thinking of a different ref (Esoteric TF question no.1 of 1)
Our Fans – 6 – Jonas’ introduction was a great moment, otherwise same as usual
Their Fans – 5 – I thought they were poor, as bland as their team
GARETH HARRISON – Follow Gareth on @truefaith1892
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