Breaking away from another early chance for the hosts, on 21 minutes Leon Osman, who put in yet another exemplary shift which hopefully will once and for all keep his detractors quiet and also force his manager to play him in his best position, he lost his man on the right hand side and swung in an inch perfect ball that Jermaine Beckford simply could not fail to score with. That was the Zing.
The Zap was applied by Phil Neville from just outside the area, Jermaine Beckford managed to lay the ball back to the Everton skipper after Hennesey had made a good save in goal for Wolves. Heeding the advice of his son and replicating one which he said he webbed in in training on Friday. The keeper was left with no chance at all when Neville hit a rising drive early through a crowd of players which nestled satisfyingly in the top bin. 2-0 and Everton looking very comfortable with it. It looked like the sucker punch timing of our goals got to the players in Old Gold and they never managed to get back in the game from that point on.
The real gloss of the performance though was added by everybodys favourite Russian shithouse(sic) Diniyar Bilyaletdinov. With an enforced run in the team due to the comedy injuries we have at the moment, he's starting to find his feet again(slowly). With games comes confidence though and nobody looked more at ease and confident than he, when he quite literally walloped one in from 30 yards just before the break. It had that beautifully satisfying and deceiving flight that a ball has when it is well and truly blammed right in its sweet spot, ''two keepers...'' and all that shite.
In truth the game was as good as finished when Phil Dowd blew his half time whistle. There was enough time however for Wolves to ask for a non penalty and for Tim Howard to palm away a decent effort from Karl Henry after 65 minutes. We were also treated to a league debut from Adam Forshaw and the first of Jermaine Beckford's Everton hissy fits(theres a stocking filler in the making) when he was taken off on 73 minutes for looking absolutely knackered.
It was dealt with swiftly and as was pointed out when we picked him up for nothing in the summer when his temperament was brought up as a big problem....if there is one fella you want in charge when your players start trying to throw their weight around, its David Moyes, well it isnt like, its probably Alex Ferguson, but you get the point. If anything though, it was nice to see some desire of wanting to stay on the pitch, he strikes you as the type of charecter to be able to do something brilliant one minute but then immediately pack up his kit and go missing the next as he thinks his jobs done.
Keep it going Jermaine, Leeds fans all said you were Pants, but quite clearly you're not just about shit tattoos and narrow shoulders.
Speaking of Pants, sometimes you purchase an item of real quality and feel the need to share it with everybody you know, anyhoo, somebody likened Oiler & Boiler bills and Luis & Juke trollies on the messaged board as like having ''an Angel cupping your balls...'' so obviously i was sold from there and ordered a pair. Sold out of your friend and mines Rockola , when you put these babies on, forget what the previous correspondent said, this is like The Angel Gabriel himself has flown down from heaven and offered to carry your clockweights round free of charge in a wheel barrow made of clouds. 95% cotton, 5% brilliance.Get involved forthwith...
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