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Saturday 31 August 1985 15:00
Cannon League Division One |
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West
Ham United |
Liverpool |
2 - 2 (1-0) |
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GOAL |
McAvennie 21', 71 |
Johnston 52, Whelan 83 |
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1 Phil Parkes
- Ray Stewart
- Steve Walford
- Tony Gale
- Alvin Martin
- Alan Devonshire
- Mark Ward
- Frank McAvennie
- Alan Dickens
- Tony Cottee
- Neil Ian Orr
Subs:
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1 Bruce Grobbelaar
2 Phil Neal (c)
3 Alan Kennedy
4 Mark Lawrenson
5 Ronnie Whelan
6 Alan Hansen
7 Craig Johnston
8 Steve Nicol
9 Ian Rush
10 Jan Molby
11 Sammy Lee
Subs:
12 Kevin MacDonald |
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SUBSTITUTIONS |
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OFFICIALS & BOOKINGS |
Referee: Brian Hill |
Booked: |
Booked: |
VENUE |
MANAGERS |
Boleyn Ground (capacity )
Attendance: 19,762 |
John Lyall (West Ham U)
Kenny Dalglish (Liverpool) |
Price: 60 pence |
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Hammers
hold Reds
Liverpool, even when they aren't quite the real Liverpool, never give up the ghost.
Though they traditionally do well at Upton Park, you wouldn't otherwise have given much
for their chances at half-time. Subsequently when they did equalise, and take a hold on
the game, they gave away a second, silly goal to McAvennie and looked down and out again.
Not a bit of it. Orr sufficiently annoyed Rush with a foul to bring the hitherto
dormant Welsh international vigorously to life; and Rush it was who engineered a late
equalising goal for Liverpool.
It was Liverpool which lacked Wark, Walsh, and the new player-manager Dalglish; a
Liverpool in which Grobbelaar had one of his most wildly erratic days; and in which Molby
looked corpulent enough to be playing darts for Denmark.
Lying, for the most part, deep in midfield, Molby never broke out of a gentle trot,
let alone broke sweat. But his use of the crossfield ball was sometimes excellent, and,
late in the second half, he found enough energy to appear on the edge of the West Ham
penalty area, to conjure his way cleverly into the space for a left footed shot which
Parkes turned at full stretch round the post.
But let us speak of Grobbelaar, and the two strange goals that were scored against
him. Both of them went to the blond McAvennie, a young Scottish striker who, like the deep
right flanker Ward, has joined West Ham this season.
McAvennie has lot of pace and makes nonsense of the old belief that Scottish
players need time to adjust to the faster rhythm of English football. Twice, indeed, he
was much too quick for the Liverpool defense.
The first occasion, after 22 minutes, saw the equally vivacious Cottee play a long
pass through the middle of the Liverpool rearguard. Hansen moved to clear it - there was
nothing, after all, very special about it - but he reckoned without Grobbelaar and one of
his periodic aberrations. The big goalkeeper came belting impetuously and superfluously
off his line, so confusing Hansen that McAvennie was able to stick the ball in the net.
The second lapse, 17 minutes from the end, came at a moment when West Ham's heads
were well down, and a goal for them looked the unlikeliest of things. But when Ward struck
a diagonal ball from the right, Grobbelaar, who usually plunges on such things like a
suicide pilot, allowed McAvennie to beat him to it and score again.
Liverpool had, in fact, equalised seven minutes into the second half, an inspired
pass down the right by Neal releasing Nicol, whose cross to the far post was headed firmly
into the right-hand corner by Johnston. A West Ham team which had played skillfully in
midfield, swiftly and incisively, lost much of its confidence then, and the Liverpool
midfield steadily took control.
The irony of the second West Ham goal which ensued was that, a minute before
half-time, Grobbelaar had dealt quickly and bravely with what looked a much more dangerous
occasion, when Devonshire nicely put McAvennie through.
But with six minutes left, Rush, knocked down in the box, leaped to his feet like
one of those toy clowns with a heavy base, and pushed the ball to the ever-active
Johnston, over came the cross to that same, vulnerable left-hand post, and this time it
was Whelan who headed into the right-hand corner.
Liverpool at full strength will doubtless do better that this, while for West Ham,
after so uneasy a start, their first half-display at least held the lively promise of
better things to come.
By Brian Glanville of "The Sunday Times".
Copyright - Sunday Times |
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