To be honest, I was very disappointed in our performance last night. When Everton play a top team, what I want is backs-to-the-wall defending from start to finish, being dragged to the edge of my seat for 90 minutes by shots flying round our goal, and at the end I want the pleasure of a plucky (but barely deserved) draw or the satisfaction of moaning at length about a one-goal loss due to extreme bad luck or a ridiculous refereeing decision. All this winning by completely outplaying the opposition, having far more chances, hitting woodwork multiple times, and being unlucky not to win by two or three goals is not the thing at all. Admittedly, the boys did make the effort to cause me some anxiety with the usual drop-back-on-our-goal-and-invite-a-siege tactic in the last 20 minutes, but overall my stress levels weren’t remotely what I’m used to. Another disappointing start to the season, then. Let's hope the lads can get back in the groove with a typical early season play-against-a-dire-team-and-be-even-worse-than-them performance at Villa at the weekend.
(With my outlook on life, possibly I should be posting on Toffeeweb rather than here).