X-rated goal fest

Sunday Mirror - - PUZZLES -

BLIND faith can take many forms and West Ham fans lap­ping up their ticket al­lo­ca­tion in full for the Eti­had to­day is per­haps the finest ex­am­ple.

Ca­sual ob­servers may sug­gest it smacks of too much dis­pos­able in­come in the sur­rounds of Es­sex, or an al­most patho­log­i­cal masochism. They just like see­ing goals. Lots of them. In the wrong di­rec­tion.

David Moyes, al­ready slapped in the face 4-0 at Good­i­son in mid­week, is back in his old Black Cats rou­tine of send­ing troops into a bat­tle, know­ing it will turn into a blood­bath. As a TV view­ing ex­er­cise, it should be X-rated (where X = an un­quan­tifi­able number of goals).

But, even with Chelsea (Sky on Satur­day) and Ar­se­nal next, the dour Scot re­mains bullish: “In our po­si­tion, not many would have us get­ting much from those fix­tures, but I don’t agree, we have noth­ing to lose — there are nine points up for grabs.”

What­ever he’s on, I could do with some for my egg-nog this Christ­mas.

The fol­low­ing evening sees the

in­tense Mid­lands ri­valry of the Brum­mies v the Yam Yams.

Black Coun­try side Wolves are play­ing cham­pagne foot­ball (“con­sid­er­ably richer than yow!”), while the Blues are on meths as they stag­ger around the drop zone.

Then, the North West’s finest Reds take on the cream of the Krem­lin – will they morph into Moscow mules or can­ter away as group win­ners?

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