On Saturday evening my football crew decided to ensure that we had some entertainment this weekend by making a trip to the Almeida Theatre to see the musical Tammy Faye about the American TV evangelist from the 70s. The Watford connection, apart from the audience, was that the music was written by Elton John. With the book by James Graham and the lyrics by Jake Shears, it was always going to be good and I am delighted to report that it was as utterly bonkers as I hoped. I loved it and I am not a fan of musicals.
Despite the fun evening, I did not sleep well and woke on Sunday morning with a sense of dread. I left home early and boarded the train to Watford. It was packed with the usual mix of Harry Potter and football fans, although the latter were not showing their allegiances. By the time that I arrived in Watford the heavens had opened, so it was a very wet walk to the West Herts. As I passed the Police station, there was a line of vans indicating the increased police presence for this game. On arrival at the West Herts, someone suggested that maybe the game would be called off due to the torrential rain. I responded that I just wanted it over and done with. While we were enjoying our pre-match pints, the sun came out and we could only hope that the golden glow extended to the game.
We left for the ground later than was intended, so we witnessed the trouble. As we walked along Vicarage Road, there was a man with a bloody head talking to a police officer. We then saw the crowd by the corner of Occupation Road. There were two groups of fans, many with scarves over their faces, being held back by lines of police and the route to the Rookery appeared to be blocked. That is, until someone had the bright idea of walking behind the burger van, we made our way through the people filming the confrontation and were soon in a deserted Occupation Road.
Team news was that there were three changes from the Millwall game. Cathcart was back in place of Pollock, João Pedro and Kayembe replaced Asprilla and Louza. So, the starting line-up was Bachmann; Kamara, Cathcart, Troost-Ekong, Gosling; Kayembe, Choudhury; Sarr, João Pedro, Sema; Davis. When the teams were read out there were loud boos for the opposition and equally loud cheers for the Hornets.
Watford had the best possible start as Sarr played the ball out to Kamara who crossed for Davis to acrobatically volley home. That certainly calmed the nerves a bit. Before the restart the referee called Cathcart over for a word, we could only assume that it was because the players had celebrated in front of the away fans. Not the best idea. The visitors had a chance to break back as a shot from Morris was blocked, the ball rebounded to Campbell whose shot was just wide of the target. At this point, the Watford crowd were loudly mocking the away fans. It felt far too early for that (pride coming before a fall and all that). The visitors had another chance as Freeman met a cross from Lockyer, but Bachmann held the header. The Hornets had a decent chance for a second as Davis went on a run and unleashed a great strike that Horvath pushed around the post. Kamara tried to release Sarr but he tumbled in the box and the referee was having none of it. Then Davis appeared to have been pushed over in the box, but his fall was rather dramatic and, again, the referee was unimpressed. Sema broke forward and got a cross in but it was gathered by Horvath. The Hornets threatened again as Davis played a lovely ball to Sarr who broke into the box, again he went down under a challenge and again nothing was given. The first booking for the Hornets went to Davis for persistent foul play.
The Hornets had a decent chance after Kayembe played a one-two with João Pedro on the edge of the box then switched feet before taking a shot, but Horvath was equal to it. Then Gosling started a lovely move when he won the ball in the Watford half and released João Pedro, who went on a great run before playing the ball out to Sarr whose shot was wide of the target. At the other end there was a scare when Bachmann came to meet a ball into the box by Freeman, Adebayo was first to the ball but could only head it over the bar. The Hornets had a decent chance to increase their lead just before half time when João Pedro found Davis in the box, he turned to beat the defender but his shot was blocked by the keeper. The Hornets got their second soon after, João Pedro played a short corner to Gosling, he returned the ball and the Brazilian crossed, it was met by Davis who headed it back for Troost-Ekong who finished from close range. It seemed appropriate that the player who had been talking all week about being a Watford fan should score a goal and send his fellow fans into delirium. One of the lads in the row in front ripped his shirt off in celebration. Nigel and I had no choice but to show him a yellow card for his efforts.
So we went into half time two goals up and very happy indeed.
When Horvath came out to take his place in the goal in front of the Rookery for the start of the second half he was greeted with a smattering of applause, but mostly boos and chants of “scum”. The visitors made a change at the break bringing Osho on for Bradley.
The first notable event of the half was a booking for Doughty who, after holding Sema back, decided to give him a kick for good measure. There was a great chance for the visitors to pull a goal back from a corner, the ball flew across the goal but nobody was there to turn it in. The Hornets scored their third on 56 minutes. Davis chased down Osho who played the ball back to Horvath, Davis continued his run to close the keeper down and, in his panic, Horvath passed the ball to João Pedro who steadied himself before finding the net and sending us all wild as the players celebrated in front of the Rookery stand. The visitors made another change before the restart bringing Cornick on for Freeman. The Hornets were in command now and João Pedro went on a brilliant run before being fouled, Kayembe picked up the ball and took a shot that was wide of the target. Campbell was booked for the foul in the build-up. The visitors had a chance to pull one back when Morris met a cross from Clark but the header was caught by Bachmann. João Pedro was having a wonderful game and, having lost out in a tackle, he fought back to regain the ball, broke forward and crossed for Sarr whose first touch was poor and the chance was gone. There was then a bout of handbags that finished with both Sema and Cornick being shown a yellow card.
With 20 minutes remaining Davis picked up an injury, he went straight down the tunnel and was replaced by Bayo. The visitors had a chance to pull one back with a shot from Clark that went through a group of bodies in the box, but Bachmann was well sighted and dropped to make the save. There was a chant of “One Graham Taylor” from the home fans in the 72nd minute to counterpoint the rather unpleasant chant from the away fans (which I was fortunate not to hear). With quarter of an hour remaining Choudhury made way for Gaspar. João Pedro tried to increase the lead with a looping shot from distance but it was easily caught by Horvath. The visitors then made another change bringing Jerome on for Morris. The fans had been chanting “We want four” and the Hornets obliged, Kayembe won the ball in midfield and passed to Bayo in the box, he played it out to Sarr who picked his spot before curling the ball past Horvath. At this point I thought we might actually win the game. The away fans were regaled with a chant of “Cheerio” and Harry the Hornet was waving them goodbye. The visitors had a chance of a consolation when Cornick broke into the box but he flicked the ball just wide of the post. It went from bad to worse for the visitors as Osho made a really nasty tackle on Sema which earned him a straight red, thankfully Ken was OK. The home fans were really enjoying themselves, “4-0 to Watford, it’s happened again” was ringing out around the ground. Bilić made two late changes bringing Asprilla and Kalu on for João Pedro and Sarr. Watson replaced Campbell for the visitors. It could have been five for the Hornets as Asprilla went on a brilliant run before taking a shot from a narrow angle that was blocked. The final whistle went on an impressive and totally unexpected rout on derby day.
The players went on an extended lap of the ground and were cheered and applauded all the way around. I am usually pulling my replica shirt off at this point, but wanted to display my colours as I showed my appreciation. Troost-Ekong appeared to be particularly delighted and Kamara was eliciting cheers from the Rookery. Oh it was wonderful. As Tim Coombs said, “It is like 1997 all over again.”
I wasn’t happy with the arrangements for leaving the ground, as sending us out to Cardiff Road only to then have to walk up Wiggenhall Road and cross Vicarage Road to get back to the West Herts made no sense to me. We tried to leave through the Graham Taylor Stand but there were stewards blocking us from going that way. When I complained, I was told it was for my safety, which would have had more credence if they were not allowing disabled people to leave that way. Did their safety not matter? In the end we left through the rear of the stadium and then walked round the back, past the 1881 bunker, and through the hospital car park to get to Harwoods Road. It was just a minor inconvenience and we were soon back in the West Herts having a celebratory pint. The smiles were very wide, and there was a sense of disbelief at what we had seen, especially among those who had been at the Den in midweek.
Before the game I think that the most that any of us were expecting was a draw. We certainly had no reason to expect a win of that magnitude. It was a magnificent performance by the team. The return of Cathcart added assurance to the defence. Kayembe had a really good game, as did Davis, who is growing into his role. The run to close down the keeper which led to the third goal was magnificent. João Pedro was incredible. Adam had suggested before the game that he could take on the Louza role and we certainly saw some of that. He thoroughly deserved the Man of the Match award. But it was a team performance. Every one of them worked hard, they worked together and they were far better than the opposition who came to Vicarage Road with some confidence having gone seven games unbeaten. It could have been 6 or 7 and not even the most optimistic of Watford fans would have predicted that before the game. After this and the Stoke game I am beginning to think that we should play all of our games at midday on a Sunday. I stayed in the West Herts for another drink after the rest of my party left and caught up with some other regulars before heading for the Met station to get the tube back to London. A number of my friends had decided to give the game a miss due to the potential for trouble and I felt so sorry for them. Games like that do not come around very often and the joy of being there will live long in the memory. All of the anger of recent weeks was gone as the players and the fans were joined in the joy of beating our rivals. We have had a few false dawns, please let this be the turning point in our season.