It’s time to take our twin cities status seriously.
Jimmy Hasselbaink was the day’s baddie. But papers in Spain were convinced Mark Viduka was next to go.
If God doesn’t exist, how do you explain miracles? But then, if God does exist, why won’t they grant Leeds a miracle win in London?
At 5-1 there was only one thing left for West Ham to do: go down to eight players.
It’s a year since our lives endlessly changed. But thanks to Leeds United, we’ve been going through it all together.
This was football still fighting relegation in the top half of the Premier League; Sam Allardyce’s paranoid style, stopping a game from happening at all costs, aiming for an away point, hoping for more but not daring to try getting it.
It was Alan Smith all over: winding up opponents, getting them worried, seizing on their mistakes. But what followed fifteen minutes later was all about Smith, too.
Personally, tactically, against their individual opponents, against the ball or the pitch or fate, Leeds United always have challenges. But this squad, in Bielsa’s phrase, always has resources to recover.
It was only a few months since Leeds United won the league. But it was a long time since they’d been themselves.