Manchester City 1-2 Leeds United: A Madman Has A Team
I know Bielsa will always love Newell's the most, and one football fan to another I respect that he'll never change. But dear me Leeds must run them close.
I know Bielsa will always love Newell's the most, and one football fan to another I respect that he'll never change. But dear me Leeds must run them close.
We didn't get a flood of second half goals, but we did get the Strid at full power, Raphinha scoring with the roar of a river through a gorge. His footwork opened West Brom's defence like a vista over moors; the noise of the ball in the net was as pure and monstrous as a kestrel snatching a rat.
'Bowyer for England!' the Leeds fans chanted. Then, to the same tune, 'Sign your contract!' Finally, even louder, 'Sign your contract for the lads!'
The half-time stats showed three yellow cards for Chelsea, two red cards and three other players booked for Leeds. There had been one shot at goal. Norman Hunter was spotted in his role commentating for Radio Leeds, 'Grinning all over his face. How he must have loved it.'
It was one of those Elland Road afternoons when the intensity of the crowd is matched by the intent of the players. Leeds were showing they wouldn't sit back against the team coming for their title.
As Bielsa crouched in the rain beneath the annihilating silence and the contrasting floods of light and dark, cut off from the spontaneous response of supporters who always supply immediate answers to doubts, was he wondering, who made this game?
It's hard to see what Casilla contributed as captain. He did the coinflips for the kick-off and to choose the ends for penalties, I suppose. Apart from that, all his ascent to the captaincy did was attract the negative energy of articles like this one.
⭑ This might be the stupidest thing I've ever set out to write ⭑ There are 15,600 words ahead ⭑ But I felt like this had to exist ⭑ If you're still high off the title, don't let this disrupt your buzz
In the build up to the game Howard Wilkinson was eating at Flying Pizza, when a woman at a nearby table slumped, as the Daily Mirror put it, 'lifeless to the floor.'
An important win for Liverpool, maybe, but Johnny Giles didn't say what he was thinking: that they'd have never been happy with that at Leeds.