Wolves 1-0 Leeds United: Minute by minute
This was technically a cup match, with a Wembley final (in February!) just a few wins away. But that sort of glorious dream felt much further off than that.
This was technically a cup match, with a Wembley final (in February!) just a few wins away. But that sort of glorious dream felt much further off than that.
Staggering around the pitch at full-time after beating Bournemouth, swaying and shouting like a teenager finishing his first four-pack of Stella, Marsch looked as powerless as any other Leeds fan to resist what this club is. Buy into it, Jesse. Live a little.
When he shook hands with Jurgen Klopp at full-time, Jesse Marsch didn't look him in the eye, he seemed to be looking at a ghost instead. Then came the hugs and the shouting, and it was like someone uncorked a magnum of testosterone to revive Jesse so he could enjoy his triumph.
It's surprising that Marsch has not been sacked, because that is the usual run of things in the Premier League, so maybe the board really is considering sacking itself as a viable alternative.
Marsch seemed so determined to push every doomed-coach button I'm wondering if he's the one who wants out, while I, who never wanted him here in the first place, try to rationalise him into longer tenure.
The least likely result from this game was Leeds beating Arsenal, and it didn't happen. But there was a really good game of football had here and it would be a shame to waste it.
Afterwards, Marsch tried focusing on the positives, repeating his recently acquired rhetoric that this is a young team and he loves the players. In attack, I'm not sure that it was Bamford or Rodrigo's youth that was the problem.
At the core of Jesse Marsch's strategy is an acronym, S.A.R.D., standing for a bunch of German phrases that translate as 'Get into 'em, fuck 'em up.'
As the curtain raisers for this season's short second act, Leeds' kids played with an anxiety to please that was denied them at Elland Road back in the other epoch.
The idiotic waste of energy, with the net result of weakening an area of the squad that was strong, condemns the board more than any accusations of poverty. They've got money. What's lacking is sense.