Liverpool Daily Post and Mercury report

Defences on Top.

Lively Exchanges in Derby Game.

By “Storks.”

If the latest Derby meeting between Everton and Liverpool will not go down to posterity as a football classic, it will not be readily forgotten, for it was a battle that was not won until the final whistle had sounded. For ninety minutes both sides fought tooth and nail. Every inch of ground was strongly contested, no player yielding to another without offering stout opposition, so you will see that it was a hard game, clean to a degree, and a fitting result. Not since the season of 1927 have Liverpool beaten their rivals in a League encounter but the Anfielders have still that cup victory to fall back on when the argument as to the merits of the side crop up at a future date. I know they were satisfied with the result. Few teams have held Everton at Goodison Park to a one goal margin, so on that score alone they have something to talk about. Goodison Park has been the graveyard of many teams this term. Goal-scoring feats have been performed there, but Liverpool's defence stopped the goal riot and made Everton play desperately hard to bring on the victory, and incidentally, avenge their Cup defeat, and also supplied them with another double. Sunderland being the other club to supply them with a “double” feat. Without trying to minimize Liverpool's performances it must be said in fairness to Everton that they won the day without such stalwarts at Cresswell and Gee, while the left winger was a new one Rigby, coming into the side after a long absence. Liverpool can reply that they were without the help of James Jackson, but as all the deputies did well little more need to said of these changes.

Battle of Styles.

It was a battle of style, and if Everton was the more polished Liverpool's was just as effective. Everton worked their way to goal by close combination, and while this was, perhaps, more pleasing to the eye. Liverpool's replies, made through the long pass out to the wings and then a speedmiddle or a quick shot, were just as dangerous to Sagar and his colleagues as Everton's were Scott, and his backs. But taken all through the defences were on top, and the honours of the match must go to this section of the teams. Everton started as if they would repeat their cup-tie sensation of getting a goal inside a minute and Dean was a shade unlucky in finding two strong drives returned to play because of the ball rattling up against a Liverpool man's body. This was followed almost immediately by a raking shot from Barton, Sagar pulling the ball down from underneath his crossbar. Barton went one better in his best effort, for Sagar was beaten and was thankful to find the ball bump against his crossbar. This undoubtedly cressed an opening for the making of a Liverpool goal for Gunson had but to get his head to the ball as it dropped from the crossbar and nod a goal. Gunson, however, headed back across the goal and Thomson was able to head away. Incidents of this character were numerous Dean opened the way for Rigby when he made a solo dribble on the left wing, and then scooped the ball back, but Rigby was unable to find a true line, and it was left to Barton to provide the next thrill. Barton's shooting all through had been fine. He got enormous power behind his shots, and Sagar must have been pleased to see one of them travel an inch or two outside his upright. It was anyone's game, yet the opening goal came as a surprise for Gunson's centre did not suggest a lot of trouble until Barton closed in and headed on to Hodgson, who in turn made Sagar leap to the ball to keep it out. Sagar actually got possession, but Wright hustled him out of possession, but Wright hustled out of possession, and then tapped the ball into the net. –This 29 minutes.

Everton Shaken.

Everton were shaken, but they plucked up courage and made a might onslaught on the Liverpool goal, but it was the over-eagerness of their forwards which ruined their prospect of an equaliser. Dean actually kicked round a ball with an opening before him, but worse than that was when a pass from the rear beat Bradshaw, and struck Dean, who was right through. Here was a goal. Never was there such a chance, but Dean “lost” the ball and on sighting it again was too late, the Liverpool defence having massed itself against Dean. It was this self-same Dean, however, who made the equaliser possible. It was an unselfish gesture on his part, that White was given an open goal to shoot at. Dean was over on his left, harassed, no doubt, but headed over to the right, the ball dropping dead at white's feet. White took steady aim and slammed the ball a shade to the right of Scott, who, however, got a hand to the ball and partially saved, but the power of the shot was too great, the ball bouncing to the ground, and then spinning over the line, with Scott scrambling on all fours in his vein effort to prevent it crossing the line. It was a magnificent effort by Scott. So the first half finished all square. Still the battle raged, but, whereas Liverpool's forwards who had shown amazing pace in the first half, now became slow, and Scott was lucky when Critchley hit his body with a big drive; but at the hour a foul by McPherson led to Everton's victory goal. For the second time Scott's body prevented a goal but he was not so fortunate on this occasion, the ball coming out to Critchley, who promptly sent it flying into the net. Liverpool were not done with, and but for some fine saves by Sagar they might have recaptured the lead, and a miss by McPherson was greeted with groans. Wright was never comfortable at centre forward, and twenty minutes from the end changed places with Hodgson. but even that change did not bring the desired result, but Done's free kick –a speciality of this –was only saved because Sagar brought his body to his aid. His hands alone could not have held, the ball, for it was travelling like lighting, but Sagar hugged it to his body and brought to mind the days of Sam Hardy, who made these sort of saves daily.

Williams in Fine Form.

Williams was the best back on the field, but he was not far ahead of Bocking, who did well in a quiet sort of way, and Steel goes on from one success to another. Done was steady and strong, although up against Everton's brightest wing. Critchley and White formed their best wing, but it is a long tome since Critchley had been so subdued. Dean was in the hands of Bradshaw (a third back) throughout the whole piece, yet made some fine openings for his partners, who, however, were like those of Liverpool, never a brilliant line. Barton was undoubtedly Liverpool's shinning light in attack. He used his speed to effect, centred well, on the run or otherwise, and his shooting was brilliant. Barton should be kept on the wing. It is his best position. Hodgson worked hard, but Wright could not make head nor tail of McClure, and was glad to change over with Hodgson. Gunson was second best in the line, always a dangerous man when skirting the touch-line. I like Liverpool's half-back line. Morrison is in his best form, and if Bradshaw was not of much help to his attack (he was mainly a defensive half) he stopped Dean's progress, and McDougall, who never plays a had game, kept a sharp watch on White and Critchley. The goalkeeping all round was excellent. The more I see of Sagar the more I like him. He reminds me of Elisha Scott in the latter's greatest days. He fields the ball in the same way and has the same cat like agility of the Irishman Scott, with all his years behind him, can have few superiors. Teams; - Everton; Sagar, goal; Williams and Bocking, backs; Clark, McClure and Thomson, half-backs; Critchley, White, Dean (captain), Johnson and Rigby, forwards. Liverpool; - Scott, goal; Steel and Done, backs; Morrison, Bradshaw (captain), and McDougall, half-backs; Barton, Hodgson, Wright, McPherson, and Gunson, forwards. Referee Mr. G. E. Lines, Birmingham.

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