West Ham musings by Pete May, author of Hammers in the Heart, West Ham:Irons in the Soul and Flying So High:West Ham's Cup Finals.
Monday, June 14
Just when a West Ham player emerges on the World stage catastrophe happens. Poor old Robert Green. My initial image was of David Sullivan cursing in his Chigwell jacuzzi as six million quid was wiped off his keeper's value.
Soon the texts were arriving. As Matt wrote: "Good shot that would have beaten any keeper — even Allen McKnightmare." DC simply texted an existentialist wail of "Rob Green!" while my Arsenal supporting sister-in-law waded in with "Wot a bunch of useless football players wot a goaly!" and a Spurs fan commented "Typical West Ham player".
Does no one realise poor Rob has been psychologically damaged by playing a season behind a defence that that has more leaks than a BP deep sea oil well? It must take him half a game to realise he's actually got John Terry in front of him and not Jonathan Spector or out of position French novelist Gustav Faubert. I still maintain Green, bouyed by his second half save from Altidore, will go on to make the crucial penalty shoot-out save in the Final.
And the other good news for us West Ham fans is that at least no-one will try to buy him now.