You're telling me! Just catching up with the match. Jesus, that first half is like having your teeth pulled, one by one.
Arguably our worst forty-five minutes of the season? The case can be made. Second balls being constantly lost (when contested), stray passes all over the place (looking at you Phil, although not the only one), utterly toothless in threatening them.
Having said that: what can you say that is kind about Palace? As at Wembley, they offered almost nothing. Yes, well drilled. Yes, well organised. Wharton their most skilful player, by some distance, trying to make things happen from time to time. It is astonishing to me, still, after all these years, to watch a team on their own ground sit in and apparently look perfectly happy to get a point (and maybe nick a goal on the break if one comes along, you never know!). For all the world as it they're playing away. How can their fans stand it?
Dire, from both sides. Well, we won, and against an apparently in-form side. Only assessing the first half, mind. On to the second, where hopefully I'll see some football.