Firstly, humble apologies for my recent lack of posts. You have my pledge that I’ll endeavour to try to scribe at least every other day henceforth. I’m actually having a protracted spell back in the classroom at the moment and since I was last there, some 13 years ago, the workload has increased somewhat I don’t mind telling you!
Anyway, Hammers, I managed to stream the game on Saturday and am left feeling that this was a chance spurned. Going into the game, the nerves emanating from Old Trafford were palpable. They were down to their last recognised centre-back, had other injuries a-plenty, didn’t seem to be understanding the coaching intentions of Van-Gaal and looked absolutely beatable. Be honest, forgetting the prediction league forecasts of two months ago, many of you must have been hoping, nay even expecting, that we would at least get something from the trip to the north-west and maybe even all 3 points? I know I was.
I always felt that Kouyate’s injury would be a problem. Those of us who have no regard for Nolan winced more than the rest of you when he pulled up and it was announced would be out for a while. The question before this, with the excellent performance against Liverpool, was always around just how Nolan would slot back into the side. We had our answer on 75 minutes last Saturday when, well ahead of schedule, on he came to replace Poyet.
“We lost, 2-1″