There will inevitably be those who wish to place this narrow win over Real Sociedad into the dreary narrative they’ve devised around the
early Moyes era: United live dangerously to grab an unconvincing and
scruffy winner against fairly ordinary opposition. I’m seeing it as
part of a different developing narrative, one that sees us gradually
emerging from a nervous period of form, showing more and more glimpses
of the true United in the process.
There were, unquestionably, two sides to United on view in this game,
something that could be said probably about every other game this
season and, indeed, last season. The one that fired out of the blocks
and looked able to overwhelm Read Sociedad was apparent for the first
twenty minutes, during which the Reds grabbed an early goal that was
ultimately enough to secure the win.
An excellent run into the box by an in-form Rooney, who beat three men
before striking his shot against the post, finished with Martinez
prodding the ball past his own keeper. A scruffy end it might have
been, but Rooney’s weaving run exuded class.
As did United for much of that early period. They moved the ball
around quickly and harried Real out of possession on the rare occasions
they gained it. Kagawa dispelled many of the reservations held about
him playing in a wide position with an excellent performance on the
left, linking well with Evra and showing how productive he can be when
he doesn’t attempt to play like the out and out winger he clearly isn’t.
Gradually, however, Real Sociedad began to come more and more into
the game. While they managed to create only occasional openings, the
narrowness of United’s lead combined with some increasingly threatening
forays into our box to leave us looking decidedly edgy. This was the
other side to United, the one that’s largely borne of a lack of
confidence as well as that still evident lack of a convincing presence
in midfield. Giggs did well enough to plug the gap in this game, but
it’s still a gap and there were times when the visitors looked as if
they might exploit it.
Although they seriously threatened De Gea’s goal on a few occasions,
they lacked a sustained cutting edge up front and most of what they
produced was handled well by Evans and Jones, playing their second
successive game together in central defence and again looking the real
deal as a future pairing. United were still creating the better
chances, Bravo saving a powerful header from Jones, Valencia striking a
post and Rooney steering his shot wide , although there were frequent
periods where where an all too familiar nerviness this season entered
our play.
Again, there will be those who wish to emphasise this nerviness
rather that some of the richness of United’s passing game. It’s true
the Reds lacked a ruthlessness in front of goal and true also that we
failed to build fully on a promising start and put the game to bed and
that, on a different day, we might have lived to regret it. But then a
tendency to keep us on the edge of our seats has always been a part of
the real United too. For me, three Champions League points, a strong
position from which to qualify and some of our most productive attacking
football this season left a feeling of contentment that’s been all too
rare of late.
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