Unseasonal hail and rain batters Green Street, which will at least make the Geordies feel at home. Inside Ken’s Café Matt is relaying scores from Watford and the KC Stadium, as Nigel looks forward to taking the highway to Hull.
My comment about
not really caring who is relegated from the Championship, having assumed that
Millwall are safe, has Machiavellian Matt spinning this into a claim that I’m
a closet Millwall fan. Meanwhile my remark that I’ve given Carol The Joy of Essex has CQ quipping, Carry-On style, “And did you give her a
book too?” Michael the Whovian arrives at ten to three and orders a full
breakfast, as you do.
It’s full sunshine
by the time we make the stadium. The first half isn’t good enough from the
Hammers. Diame shoots over and then it’s general torpor, as it all feels very
end-of-season. Coloccini calms Newcastle’s nerves at the back and we fail to
press a team that conceded six the previous week.
The defence plays
well though, none more so than Winston Reid, favourite to win Hammer of the
Year. When Cabaye finds Cisse who has got round the back of Collins, it’s
Winston who clears it off the line. Newcastle claim it’s in, though the TV
evidence suggests the ball is only two-thirds over the line.
“Andy Carroll, he
wants to come home!” chant the wistful Toon fans.
PASSION IS NO ORDINARY WORD
Allardyce has
clearly thrown a few players against some granite kitchen worktops at half time
as West Ham are much improved and at last play with some passion. Jarvis sets
up Carroll for a header wide and we have a decent penalty appeal turned
down.
Then in our best
moment Carroll is blatantly pushed by Coloccini in the box, Nolan has an effort
cleared off the line and Jarvis’s shot is tipped over by Elliot.
Newcastle nearly
score when Jussi rushes out of the box and Gouffran shoots just wide from an
acute angle. The ineffectual Vaz Te continues to get some abuse from the East
Stand and is finally withdrawn for Collison. Then the game seems to settle into
a mutual stalemate despite a cameo from Joe Cole and Michael the Whovian
suggests that the West Ham cuddly toy slumped face down over the front of the Bobby
Moore Stand is symptomatic of the game.
WALLS COME TUMBLING DOWN?
West Ham continue
to waste free kicks, though one excellent spin and cross from Carroll will have
impressed Roy Hodgson. The game ends goalless and Jeremy Nicholas plays Walls
Come Tumbling Down, which they haven’t looked likely to in this game.
Still it’s another
point and we are now on 43, though we are not mathematically safe, but still
lie in tenth position. The Doombar in the Black Lion is a welcome relief from
the Central and for once we can let teams like Newcastle do the worrying.
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