Another hard fought, gritty, had to dig deep type victory – just walk away the next time someone says ‘Spursy’ to you.
Three well taken goals and a keeper on top of his game trumped some powder puff finishing and sloppy defending. Leicester could point to the number of times their wide players crossed from dangerous positions and a blue shirt got there first, most of the resulting efforts on goal were wide though or straightforward for Hugo to hoover up.
If only they had a top striker in their squad with a marvellous record against top six sides who also professes a love of baiting Spurs! They left Vardy on the bench. Knobbers.
From the start the Foxes wide players took advantage of our consistently weak area this season, the full-backs. Trippier was ably helped out by Sissoko whenever Chilwell or Barnes attacked, Rose had Skipp alongside him however whose physical presence isn’t of quite the same magnitude.
After half an hour of to-and-fro Son earned a corner which Trippier knocked shortish to a criminally neglected Eriksen. A touch, a look, a beautifully curled cross and Sanchez showed the visitors how it’s done with an emphatic finish. This knocked a confident Leicester back for a while but after half-time they regained their bounce and pushed us back.
What followed after an hour was the stuff of comedy and will live long in the memory. A mistake in possession led to a penalty being awarded to the visitors by the incredibly shitey Michael Oliver just at the point that Vardy was about to take the field. Maddison gave the newcomer the ball and thus his first touch was low and hard to Hugo’s right from twelve yards.
What never happens is that Lloris dives the right way and makes the save, except that he did! Glory. Be.
The comedy of seeing the shrew featured fink flunk his chance to get his team back in to the game was a real treat.
A few minutes later Eriksen, from range, struck a lovely shot past Schmeichel. The Leicester defence moaned and whinged about Son (?) being offside and interfering with play but possibly for the only time on the game, Oliver was on our side and told them to eff off.
The struggle continued. Chilwell, Pereira, Barnes and Maddison continued to make grounds down our flanks and they pulled a goal back with fifteen minutes to go.
Poch had already switched to three at the back, he also brought on Wanyama for Llorente. We went full what-we-have-we-hold but Leicester still got crosses in and Hugo needed to keep alert, if not particularly athletic. His handling was excellent.
As we entered what promised to be a tense period of injury time, Son latched on to a pass from nowhere and was for once onside. Our favourite Korean outstripped the desperately pursuing defenders and beat Schmeichel easily to make it 3-1.
The Foxes fans left for the East Midlands muttering dark thoughts against Whispering Claude no doubt; they should though keep a few choice epithets back for Maguire, Barnes and Vardy for not taking golden opportunities, and Maguire and Evans for allowing three goals.
Our outstanding performances came from Lloris, Winks, Sanchez and Sissoko. All deserve credit.
It’s yet another great win, especially given the performance of the referee who had a shocker. The rest of the results meant it was important to win. With the away fixtures we have left, we need as big a gap between us and fifth as possible.
Well done everyone and COYS.
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