Watch him for their first goal. Doesn’t attack the goalscorer and actually turns his back on him. How the heck is he going to block the shot when he’s looking at the back of his own net?
Up until that West Ham Cup game it used to be like that. We had stumbled upon a way of playing that was energetic and effective. Perhaps winning that game was a curse in disguise.
My sister suffered from a bout of pericarditis several years ago and she hadn’t had any vaccines. Maybe if she had received a shot she wouldn’t have caught pericarditis.