Just getting home now. As always the result is everything but even if this had ended nil nil I thought we’d done everything right. Every opposing attack is one for the heart rate whilst there’s a goal or even no goal in it but we always deserved the win.
Sanchez did well with Rondon, Jan did more as a third choice lb than trips, Sissoko literally didn’t pt a foot wrong and actually played within himself bar a volley which would have made it the perfect day.
Winks excellent bar a brain fart at the end, Lamela was decent too.
Not just because he scored or because I was surrounded by his fan club but Son was immense today. He’s taken the responsibility of being our main threat with both hands, so much so if we go go 3421 when everyone is fit Alli and Eriksen should worry about their place.
I advocated Llorente starting but seeing him tracking back was like watching an uncle dancing at a wedding, it might be there in the head but the rest of body is a good few seconds behind.
My view on Wembley hasn’t changed, for some reason today I started calling players (other than Toby) by their forename. I guess all those red seats whilst momentarily feeling a sense of security yet further entitlement gave me some empathy with our gypsy neighbours. Apparently I’m only one of the seven shelf silders in attendance today.
Winning is a huge antidote to the associated pain, but I can’t wait to go home. Yet we’ve won 3 games in the last ten minutes against teams looking for a point , 2 of them after providing a headstart. I have nothing but huge respect for this squad and what they continue to deliver.
