What a way to spend Boxing Day evening. Freezing cold, pouring rain & quite easily the most abysmal performance by a Watford side I’ve seen in a decade of watching them. The only redeeming feature of the evening was the half time lumpy & congealed hot chocolate. Yes, it was that bad.
In a welcome change from the previous 2 league games I’ve seen this season, I could actually work out what formation Watford were playing. The standard, original & best Zola 4-5-2. It seems to be the formation the players are most comfortable with, to be honest. It looked a good side, Deeney & Vydra up front, the holy trinity of Munari, Tozser & Abdi in midfield, Anya & the pointless Paredes at wing back & Cathcart, Doyley & Bassong in central defence. Gomes was in goal.
That side should have been enough to beat this Wolves side, who were only marginally better than the team I saw thrashed at the iPro a few weeks ago. So, a straightforward 4th win in a row?
No. Watford were all over the shop in the 1st half & should have been at least 0-4 down at half time. Errors abounded, possession was easily lost & there was a singular lack of ability to pass to a player in another yellow shirt. Only Gomes produced a performance of any validity, making a string of great saves. Paredes was the worst of a bad bunch, obviously lacking in any defensive ability but also incapable of beating a full back, passing or crossing. Why he is in side, I have no idea.
Things improved slightly in the 2nd half as Watford converted to a 4-4-2 but ironically it was Wolves who went ahead in the 57th minute after van La Parra was afforded way too much space down Watford’s left side, strolled past Abdi & laid the ball off for Dicko to score.
That really was it, aside from the tricky Ighalo hitting the post twice & an increasingly desperate long ball approach in an attempt to grab an equaliser. All that was left for us was a disconsolate yomp to the warmth of the pub through the cold & pouring rain. Not a good experience & one that will take a long time to forget.