Monday, August 24

Mugged by lasagna-eaters

West Ham 1 Tottenham 2
Managed to commute from holiday in Yorkshire to see this and observe the lesser-spotted Shane Barber, ex of On A Mission fanzine in Ken's Cafe, and have a live text conversation with Matt in Melbourne and Nigel in France. Mike O'Brien is there too, name-droping about his trip to Beijing (does the Slverlink go that far?). Welcome to the global game.

In the first half Spurs hit the bar through King but we come right back into it. A stupendous goal from Carlton puts us ahead, swivelling on the edge of the box to volley home an unstoppable shot. A direct result of Zola telling him to shoot more.

We played well, overall, but our lack of depth was exposed when you looked at the benches. On the positive front Faubert looked a lot better at right back, Spector battled hard while out of position, Stanislas created what should have been a goal for Cole by skinning Corluka and Parker had a great game. Jiminez looks really skillful, can kill a ball instantly and was unlucky not to score with a header.

The Gav left at 1-1 because his dog's paw had been run over by a cyclist and he'd left it alone at home eating pigs' ears, which brings me to Carlton's pig's ear of a back pass to sodding Jermain that changed the game. Did he think they were still playing together for England? At least CC looked genuinely hurt by his error and otherwise tormented Spurs, who still look like a potential top four side.

A shame about Spector's semi-error for Lennon's winner but at least we kept going and Collison had a late toe-poke at Cudicini. But we desperately need a fit Ilunga and a second striker...over to you, Franco.

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