Roaring Twenties
home a delightful free-kick to equalise before Serge Aurier somehow put the ball beyond his own goalkeeper.
Kane then grabbed a point after he was clattered by Christoph Zimmermann. VAR didn’t really need to adjudicate on that. It did, however, and Kane did the rest.
Asked to assess the game, Mourinho said: “Are you asking about our performance with the defensive mistakes or without?
“We created chances from minute one to minute ninety. We started the game creating chances and finished the game creating chances. Then we had our December 28 gift. It wasn’t Boxing Day, but still.
“We played even better in the second half. We were taking lots of risks, we had 30 minutes to win the game. Then we hand out gift number two.
“A normal team with normal soul would lose. No, but they kept playing.
“We scored the second and could have scored a third, but Norwich defended hard.”
It’s now 17 goals lost in 10 matches for Mourinho, but he says there will be no defensive additions. The clock is ticking though.
“Do I have doubts Harry Kane is my No.9?” he asked. “Do I have doubts Dele Alli is my No.10? Performances create doubts. Or they kill them. That’s just the way it is.”
WHEN they talked about ‘2020 vision’, who’d have thought they meant a choice of 19 football games on the first day of the new decade?!
Yes, the Twenties will definitely be roaring with a plethora of games from the Prem, Championship and even one for my long-suffering Tractor Boy colleague Paul Browes as Wycombe take on Ipswich (3pm, Sky Sports Football) in the clash of the League One leaders.
You could even take in Sunday Mirror columnist Robbie Fowler’s Brisbane
Roar as your Jan 1 starter, if you fancy it, at 8.30am (BT Sport 3). All that, of course, presupposes you haven’t had the shedload from hell the night before and merely want to assume the foetal position in a darkened room... and expire.
But before Auld Lang Syne, today we can observe the procession of Herr Klopp et al to the Prem title.
Except today’s opponents Wolves will not simply roll over to have their tummies tickled as the Foxes did.