Game four of United's warm-up programme took
them from the Netherlands to Scotland - and a first defeat for Ruud Gullit's
side.
Although obviously eclipsed in terms of price tags and wage packets, the second
tier hosts were thoroughly deserving
of a victory gained by virtue of those old-fashioned values of honest hard
work, endeavour and cohesive teamwork.
Contrast this to the moneybags XI, who were thoroughly rotten in all
departments.
Again the unlucky James Coppinger was isolated up front, while
the midfield were incapable of keeping the ball within the confines of the
touchlines, never mind mount credible attacking moves.
When Kieron Dyer did attempt to link up with the attack he found Temuri
Ketsbaia stuck away on one wing and the forlorn figure of Silvio
Maric on the other,while Coppinger was well marshalled.
Once 0-1 down, it became apparent that this was
a Newcastle team displaying a complete absence of guile and with no confidence
whatsoever in their buffoon of a goalkeeper.
However a flicker of life was shown by Ketsbaia, who immediately from the
restart got a shot in from the edge of the box that tested the keeper.
More meaningless passes were exchanged before the Maric Miss - tonight timed at
29 minutes and nearer to me in the back row of the stand than the Livi
net.
The best chance of the first half for the visitors saw Warren Barton direct a
strong cross onto the head of the waiting Coppinger and the keeper do well to
fist it from under his bar.
That said, the home side could easily have been three ahead by then.
Into the second half and before things had a
chance to settle down, the home side doubled their lead. United's only response
to this was a pitiful couple of shots from Dumas and Speed, and with Livi
apparently well satisfied with 0-2 and using their multitude of subs it looked
all over.
Aside from the odd outbreak of clapping in the main stand, the derisive hoots
that accompanied the arrival of the ball in the United area were the nearest
the crowd came to producing an atmosphere.
Perez made some gestures to the travelling support behind his goal and this led
to a further bout of regrettable enquiries as to his sexual orientation.
Finally, a one man comeback of sorts was mounted
by the Georgian and after seeing one good shot saved and an even better one
swerve narrowly wide of the goal, he supplied a cross from the byline for Dyer
to net his first toon goal.
The youngster later admitted to being shattered by the pre-season training and
our hectic match schedule and underwhelmed by the performances of his new
colleagues - dangerously sincere stuff.
No doubt a quick course in NUFC PR looms, after which and he'll be able to
answer in word-perfect club doublespeak. Speaking of which, Rudi talked about
answers to questions but didn't share with us what they were. Many of the
travelling supporters could no doubt provide a few suggestions….
PS. Pity the poor Spanish journalist who
was sent to cover this game and submit a piece on how Marcelino was settling in
following his move. He will have earned his fee if he produces readable copy
from the Spaniard's incident-free 45 minute contribution…