Tuesday 8 September 2009

DAY 9: OXFORD UNITED 2, LUTON TOWN 0

Tonight's game was a bit lonely as my son did not join me. We decided to be good parents and keep him home as it was a late night. Given the trafffic for this game with the record gate of over 10,000 this turned out to be a good decision. I was glad of my fold-up bike in the boot which allowed me to park away from the stadium and still get there comfortably. I did miss my pre-match pint which I normally enjoy with my son as he sups his Lemonade.

It was certainly a fascinating game and very illuminating. For the most fancied team in the Blue Square, Luton were pretty dirty. The red card in the second half was deserved and there could have been more for countless cynical fouls from a team which apparently could not accept losing.

Their fans did them proud as well, picking a fight with the Oxford fans in the north stand and then going outside to take on the police. I hope something happens to Luton: they deserve a hefty fine at least.

As to the game, it rocked. I criticised Oxford at the start of the season for a certain lack of organisation but they have established a great team ethos which sees them running for 90 minutes and looking to win. The players have so much ambition they are a pleaseure to watch. Both the goal scorers deserve plaudits but the real anchor for the team seems to be the captain Adam Murray and his 180 degree turn and pass across the field to the feet of another player was 'Brazilian' in its sheer perfection

When Luton were playing they were superficially threatening but I didn't count many shots on goal. Their strikers seem to have come over from Rugby quite recently as they put the ball into the stand more than towards the net.

I had the Miserable Old Git in front to amuse me once more. He took umbrage at the referee coming from Swindon and spent the game abusing him loudly. This man never smiles and really needs to get an allotment to be foul-tempered alone, or perhaps a column in the Daily Mail to fill with his bile. Lady Orgasm was a bit more muted as well, apparently confident with the 2-0 scoreline being established so early in the first half.

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