Newcastle United 4-3 Leeds United: Barnes burner
Sometimes you just have to give up a game up to the fates. But then you remember the fates have Harvey bloody Barnes playing for them.
Sometimes you just have to give up a game up to the fates. But then you remember the fates have Harvey bloody Barnes playing for them.
In the end Leeds United won a valuable point that could be important for the longer term progression of the club against its key performance indicators on and off the field. But this was one occasion when fans wanted more than that Premier League routine.
Holding Liverpool to nil this way marked a complete and completely necessary inversion of Farke's promotion chasing Leeds United into a team chasing 17th with the same hunger, and the same sense of glory. Expectations have been lowered. And despite that, excitement has increased.
A game, two goals, some players and a season of stories destined for the record books, one way or another. Leeds and Sunderland have plenty left to say to each other.
The Peacocks' stubborn refusal to meander means making their own fun. Elland Road is a palace of nerves, as long as you can hold them.
Tanaka's stoppage time equaliser against Liverpool rewrote the match into a memory of ninety minutes of relentless glory. Calvert-Lewin's equaliser here turned the first hour of stern brutishness into a memory of spurned initiatives, chances to win not taken.
Celebrating the draws like wins is the way you get, one day, to celebrate the wins like wins. And to celebrate the draws, you have to win them. If Leeds United's players understand that, and it looks like they do, they have a great chance of staying up this season.
Elland Road is still capable of neutralising the future. The game Howard Wilkinson grew up in still has to be played, first and foremost: players have to earn the right to play.
Last Thursday, after a long question about whether he and the board were 'still on the same page', Farke simply answered, 'yes'. Even after getting more right at the weekend than anyone predicted, he might have to hope nobody asks him again this week.
Football's trying very hard to trade excitement away for the predictable routine of a bizarrely furious careers fair but I'm still clinging, to Struijk heading and Martinez saving, for one random thrill.