Oh ye of little faith. As we walked away from the stadium through the sleet and rain, it felt just like the old times at Gerland last night. The Madrid superstars in their fancy 300 million Euro boots were outplayed, outfought and out-thought by a team of Lyon journeymen that at last found a performance and the desire to satisfy the demanding fans. And with a goal scored by everybody's favourite player, Jean II Makoun. Wonder if he'll get booed as usual during the next league game...
Not that everybody should have been so surprised. It was the fifth time Read Madrid have played their French bête noire in the last five years, and they've yet to win. Last night was the third successive time they've slunk away from Lyon, beaten, with their tails between legs good only for step-overs and fancy flicks that go no-where.
Not that everybody should have been so surprised. It was the fifth time Read Madrid have played their French bête noire in the last five years, and they've yet to win. Last night was the third successive time they've slunk away from Lyon, beaten, with their tails between legs good only for step-overs and fancy flicks that go no-where.
Of course the return leg in three weeks could be a different story. Probably will, if you take the pragmatic view. If there's a lack of Lyonnais euphoria this morning, it's partly through regret that OL didn't score more than one goal. They certainly deserved to.
