Two football matches. Two capital cities. Two very different experiences.
If you follow both the men’s and women’s teams, last weekend offered you a real taste of the highs and lows of football. It’s hard to imagine a greater contrast than what we experienced at West Ham on Friday, and what we did at Cardiff two days later.

The London Olympic Stadium was the away game everyone wanted to go to this season. Commiserations to anyone who got to live the dream and be part of the biggest attendance in the history of our football club. Congrats if you missed out.

I said a couple of weeks ago that the reaction to the Birmingham defeat was ludicrously out of proportion. Shipping six goals at West Ham was a different affair; that was the sort of defeat which was inevitably going to stir up some anger.

However, we should still maintain a sense of perspective, and while the outcome told us a lot of things, it didn’t alter the core truth: we are better than that, and while frustration and disappointment at a poor performance is perfectly appropriate, let’s not jump to the inaccurate conclusion that there are deeper-rooted problems.

We’ve had two poor performances out of eight so far this season. I’d rather we’d had none, but it’s still a much better strike rate than most clubs will boast. If we’d turned a couple of our draws into wins, as we ought to have done, the picture would look very rosy.

Ironically, that slight lack of ruthlessness in a division which is unforgivingly relentless is more of a concern to me than what happened at London: namely, a Premier League squad hitting its stride in fantastic fashion and turning in what I suspect will come to be seen as the stand-out performance of a title-winning season.

The data tells a story. West Ham scored six, but their xG was just over two and a half. That instantly reflects what our eyes told us happened: their finishing was remarkably good.

The Hammers are the second best team in the division in terms of out-performing their xG, but that’s essentially down to their freakishly good finishing last Friday. They’ve scored 3.92 more goals than xG suggests they ought to have done according to Opta, which is almost wholly attributable to how they punished us.

Worryingly, the one side in the division which is over-performing in attack to a greater extent than them is our next opponents, Southampton: they scored more than five goals more than the data says they ought to have done!

In contrast, we are 17th in that metric across the Championship, which tells the story of a team which is making chances but not converting enough of them. The quality of chances we’ve made is firmly mid-table: we’re 12th in that regard.

It all added up to a rather depressing Saturday, as the trolls tucked in with glee and lazy clickbait suggested Phil Parkinson was under pressure.

However, the wonderful thing about following Wrexham is we have two sides which have consistently brought us joy over the last six years.

Not that Sunday’s assignment was guaranteed to return a smile to our faces. An early season away match against serial title-winners Cardiff City was a massive challenge for Wrexham, but my word, didn’t we meet it head-on!

Frankly, in many regards it felt more one-sided than the West Ham match. Credit to Cardiff, who have the DNA of champions deeply imprinted into their identity: they refused to give in, somehow managing two equalisers from virtually nothing.

However, we dominated them from the start. Again, a slight lack of ruthlessness is the main concern for Jenny Sugarman’s team, but we’ve scored eight goals in our first two league games of the season. It hasn’t held us back too much!

The 4-2 scoreline flattered The Bluebirds; the fact that we didn’t go two up until the 90th minute was no reflection of the flow of the game.

This Wrexham team, the first national champions the club has boasted, are imperial. The forward movement is superb, the quality of passing excellent, and we come up with memorable goals to mark iconic occasions.

On this occasion it was Katie Barker’s insanely good strike, a triumph of geometry as she received the ball on the touch line level with the edge of the box, ripped past three challenges in a straight line and took a sudden, hard right to slam the ball into the top corner.

It was the sort of right-angled goal Pythagoras used to specialize in.

Mind you, the other goals were also uplifting.

Natasha Thomas’ deft finish after two perfect passes from Sarah Harvey and Lydia Sallaway sliced through Cardiff’s defence, Evie Sadler’s equally well-placed finish for her well-deserved first Wrexham goal and the joyous sight of Mikayla Cook marking her league debut with a fourth minute goal against the club she served with distinction were all delights.

What better hangover cure for a painful walloping could there be than going to the home of your greatest rivals and putting on a show, not to mention putting six points between you and them with just two games played?

With two fine teams to follow, Rob and Ryan’s Wrexham really is the gift that keeps on giving!





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