Where we would be after the Burnley game? How many points would we have? Would we still be in the top half of the Premier League?
Burnely are no push over and while their away record is pretty dismal, they did recently beat Crystal Palace 2-0 away from home. And, after last week’s distinctly average perfromance against a distinctly average Stoke team, we didn’t quite know what to expect. But, we should have known better than doubt the comeback powers of an AFC Bournemouth team.
We knew Josh King is on fire, and not having scored last week, surely he would score this week. We knew Lewis Cook would still recreate the mirage that Jack Wilshire was still on the pitch. We knew that Steve Cook would be as rock-solid as he has been all season. We knew that this was the last home game of the season and we know we wouldn’t be allowed on the pitch.
“We knew that Steve Cook would be as rock-solid as he has been all season. We knew that this was the last home season of the season and we know we wouldn’t be allowed on the pitch”
To the game itself, you were there, and if you weren’t you have probably seen it on MOTD. You will have seen the blue skies and sunshine, you will have seen 45 minutes of a slow and easy to ignore first half slowly pass by, lit up by an exquisite Lewis Cook long ball beautifully controlled by Stanislas and guided into the corner in slow motion. Every seemed to be going slowly in that first 45 minutes, perhaps it was the heady mixture of that extra lager and sunshine that was making time slow down.
The second half brought more eneregy and eventually excitement as the mighty AFC Bournemouth grabbed the game by the scruff of the neck. The introduction of Fraser for Moussett adedd impetus, while the loss of Arter will be a worry going into the last game of the season, especially as Lewis Cook will be in South Korea. The highlight of the entire 90 minutes was the introduction of Jordon Ibe for Stanislas in the 87th minute. Not really folks.
It was the two minutes with the two goals. Rarely do we get the joy of the other team scoring (we did enjoy the chants of we are syting up) and before thay have finished the usual banter we are back ahead. No longer do I have to keep staring ahead, I can turn to my right and enjoy the quiet that has descended on the away end and give them a friendly wave. We couldn’t stop smiling.
It was a low-key ending to another amazing successful season in the Premier League. Guaranteed 13th at worse, a possible top half of the table finish, more points than last season and one of the greatest games ever to be witnessed at Dean Court in the 4-3 thrashing 🙂 of the mighty Liverpool. You have got to love it, little old AFC Bournemouth only four places below Man United. Bring on the insults we don’t care, we know who we are and we are loving it.