If by magic we could play all our games at home, wouldn`t life be fun?
Instead of hoping to get into the Europa League by snatching that final place or by the Fair Play League, we`d be chasing down a Champions League place.
Which begs you to ask why are we so good at home yet so abject on the road?
Today was a classic example. We welcomed a West Brom side who had started the season well and who were not conceding gaols, and we batered them.
Okay they may have given us a helping hand when Peter Odemwingie (my Away Player to Watch in the match preview) decided that he`d have a mad moment and give John Arne Riise a kick up the backside, thereby getting a red card, but we were miles better than them.
Dimitar Berbatov, making his first start in a Fulham shirt, tried his best to justify the claim that Martin Jol made before the game, about him being the best front player we`ve ever had with a sparkling finish for the first goal (on 32 minutes) curling the ball around several players and the keeper, before adding a second on the stroke of half time courtesy of a foul, by Jones, on Kacaniklic, from the penalty spot, but we were genuinely miles better.
Sure, after the break West Brom regrouped and had the occasional foray forward but without Ben Foster in their goal they`d have been trounced. What was amazing was that we didn`t get that third until the final moments when Steve Sidwell got on the score-sheet, but all in all it was a pleasant day beside the Thames and that wish about playing all our games at home – if only!
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