West Ham 1 Man City 4
I’m with daughter Nell and Citeh
fan John at the German deli in Hackney Wick where there’s a huge queue for the
bratwurst. Then the gas runs out and there’s flustered staff and a lack of
change for refunds. It seems to predict West Ham’s day, which goes from bad to
wurst.
It’s on to the London Stadium
where Matt reports similar chaos in the Best Café. Mystifyingly Moyes has
dropped Masuaku for the 36-year-old Evra, depriving us of our best crosser.
West Ham start off passively,
sitting back but without any pressing. Moyes’ game plan soon disintegrates as
Sane’s shot takes a fortunate deflection off Evra’s head to beat the helpless
Adrian. City’s second is a comedy of errors as Adrian rushes from goal and is
stranded by Sane. Ogbonna appears to clear the danger but then Cresswell allows
Sterling an age to play in De Bruyne, whose hard low cross is bundled in by a
combination of Rice, with his angles all wrong, and poor old Zabaleta.
Arnautovic does have the
ball in the City net after bundling over Ederson, but the goal is disallowed,
probably correctly. Arnie and Lanzini combine nicely to almost set up
Cresswell. But that seems to rouse West Ham a little as Lanzini starts to make
some decent runs. Fernandes should have a penalty when he’s brought down in the
box, but the ref gives it outside the box. It doesn’t matter because Cresswell
fires in a fine free-kick. It’s been a better last 15 minutes before the break,
but West Ham have just made City angry.
LAYING ON THE CROSS FOR JESUS
After the break Jesus plays a
brilliant ball through to Sterling who pulls back for Jesus to score. Sterling
has a penalty appeal wrongly turned down. A few minutes later Sterling sets up
Fernandinho for the fourth. City’s passing is on a different planet to West Ham
and De Bruyne is a joy to watch, with Sane and Sterling brilliant on the
flanks. And at least City fan John is enjoying it. But even so, it’s a horribly
passive performance from the Irons.
"Pre-season starts in
July!" shouts one irate fan. Three subs come on and Mario miscontrolling a
great cross from Masuaku seems to sum up our malaise. The lack of alternatives
to Noble and Kouyate in central midfield becomes even more glaring. Chicharito
strolls around obviously annoyed not to have been give a starting slot after
scoring against Chelsea, but there’s still no excuse for his unprofessional
performance here, as Alan Shearer later points out on MOTD. Hugill
would at least show enthusiasm.
WE'RE ALL DOOMED
Thankfully City take it easy
after that. If WHU don’t show more passion we’re going down. We retreat to the
Railway for pints of Doom Bar to match the fact we’re doomed. At least we get a
seat and it’s reasonably priced compared to the Refreshment Rooms. We muse in
moribund fashion over the sale of James Tomkins, which is when our demise
seemed to start, and reminisce about the good old days of sacking Avram Grant
after the Wigan game.
We didn’t expect anything against City, but even so, West Ham have to be so much better against Leicester if we are to survive.
PLAYER RATINGS:
Adrian 5; Zabaleta 4, Ogbonna 5, Rice 5, Evra 4 (Masuaku 5), Cresswell 5;
Fernandes 5 (Hernandez 3), Kouyate 4, Noble 4, Lanzini 5 (Mario 4); Arnautovic
5.