As London went Siberian (although not for me; watched at home while looking after the boy) Fulham were much as Fulham are. Yes, we lacked a true number 25, but individual players are always less important than we think they’ll be. In truth we looked more or less okay.
Fulham lined up with what was more or less a 4-4-2, Murphy and Sidwell flanked by Duff and Davies, with Dempsey and Ruiz a surprising but skilful front two. They grew into the game and by the end of it we glimpsed an intriguing future, all skill and happiness. The Fulham goal was a peach, Ruiz reversing a delicious pass into Dempsey’s path, Dempsey spinning and thrashing the ball past Ben Foster for another goal (once more hit first time; he may be the greatest ever first time goalscorer). Dempsey – who seems like a nice chap – made sure he pointed at Ruiz in the celebrations.
Fulham had the ball almost all game, but were occasionally troubled by Albion’s counter attacks. This eventually led to our undoing, a through ball saw our back four bypassed a bit too easily and the shot slammed past Stockdale for an ‘oh dear’ equaliser. Really the game should have finished 2/3-0 given Fulham’s dominance, but still we have issues with creating space in the attacking third, so chances remain scarce and snatched.
That’s that then. A comfortable 1-1 draw full of neat passing and not quite enough end product.