Making no mistakes
A lot of us spent the 2010s pleading with Leeds United to even vaguely gesture towards being normal, and now here they are at last: officially not a laughing stock.
A lot of us spent the 2010s pleading with Leeds United to even vaguely gesture towards being normal, and now here they are at last: officially not a laughing stock.
The sense of Leeds United is that the club does know what it's doing, and it has been winning this game with itself from the start. Winning is easier when you're winning, and when draws are helping you win and defeats aren't hurting you, you're winning all the time.
It might just be the sicko in me, the thrilled kid when Carl Shutt, not Eric Cantona, was the hero in Camp Nou in 1992/93. But if Leeds United's season comes down to Joel Piroe's finishing to keep us from finishing in the bottom three, I'll feel that prospect like a bolt of energy.
Yes, yes, yes. Sunderland are doing great. Good for them. But Burnley are not doing great and that's even better for us.
Two players stood out among many at the end of United's draw with Liverpool. One for his high profile misery, and one for his surprising, reassuring joy.
Highways issues — getting more people to and from a bigger stadium — were always going to be the most difficult part of a redevelopment that every key stakeholder seems in favour of. And highways issues seem to be the biggest problem there has been with Leeds United's planning application.
After a reporter told him watching Uruguay's defeat in the USA was like 'tearing his eyes out', Marcelo Bielsa called the press together to analyse, well, everything.
As Red Bull's energy football goes out of style, it's leaving frantic, effervescent players like Brenden Aaronson marooned on uncertain, shifting terrain, trying to learn what RB never taught them.
Illan Meslier's 9,600 minutes in the Premier League alone are 600 more minutes than Perri has played in his entire career. The simple truism comes to goalkeepers before others, about doing much too much, much too young, and Meslier has grown up in much too bright a spotlight.
The Premier League fad might be the ideal tactic for a sweaty, exhausting, stop-start tournament of drinks breaks, storm delays and keeping the ball out of play so everyone can rest.