It's an all too familiar story to Hammers fans; the plucky 'smaller' club dominates the first two thirds of the game but doesn't make enough of their dominance. Then the bigger club gets a lifeline, seizes it and goes on to win 'easily' by two goals.
The one difference about this evening is that we were the 'bigger' club. 3-1 was a dreadfully harsh scoreline on the Cherries, who could have been out of sight by half time. Sadly for them, the Hammers have Dimitri Payet on their books and when they needed something magical, the sorcerer duly delivered.
His free kick was scintillating. Poor Boruc had NO chance whatsoever. But then, as Bournemouth were still reeling, Payet plonkered their defence before slotting the ball across to Enner Valencia. Without a goal in 11 months, the Ecuadorian lapped up the gift, 2-1. Valencia's confidence visibly swelled such that when another free kick opportunity arose but with Payet by now withdrawn, he had the audacity to shoot from an acute angle. The ball dipped weirdly and crashed into the net with Boruc again helpless. Game over.
Somewhere in all that Alex Song came on for Payet, again adorned in those goggles that make him look like he's from another planet BUT there was only one player who was truly other worldly in his brilliance, and that was Monsieur Payet...