Manchester United 2-0 Benfica

Manchester United 2-0 Benfica (Svilar og. 45, Blind 78 pen)

Happy Halloween! Trick or treat? Hmm… I’ll go for an Anthony Martial trick, and the treat of another win, thanks. Preferably with no blood.

12 clean sheets in the last sixteen games in all competitions. 8 wins in as many games at Old Trafford, which is fast becoming a fortress again. A perfect 4 wins out of 4 in the Champions League. All but through to the knockout stage for the first time since 2014. Nothing is as effective as a few wins to change the mood around a club. We’re doing pretty well so far this season, y’know?

It’s been an ultra-professional job in Europe so far. Yes, the detractors could easily point out that it is a gentler group than some others, but we’ve stumbled and ended up eating pavement in bad groups before. Sometimes it would be good for Jose Mourinho to drunkenly fall over and hit the concrete himself in a Halloween accident, as maybe it would stop his prick like behavior. Before the match, he used his notes in United Review to seemingly have a go at the fans.  ‘I hope that you enjoy the game more than some of you did against Tottenham’. Probably this was a dig at the criticism of his football, or the small number of boos for the substitution of Marcus Rashford. He also suggested the fans were booing Lukaku himself, which is a clear case of #FAKENEWS. Although by now we all know how he operates, you would think that Mourinho would decide to exclude the supporters as a group to create a siege mentality against. Clearly, he went as a knobhead for Halloween.

But we can forgive his media games for the moment as his United side is proving pretty difficult to score against. We switched back to a back four after Tottenham, with Jones and Valencia again missing Europe. Young and Rashford were rotated, and Mata came back in after missing the last two games. With Chelsea away looming on Sunday wearing a scary Scream costume, Herrera was rested, with Scott McTominay starting in the Champions League in his place, a truly exciting moment for the lanky Lancaster lad.

It was Martial, full of confidence from the winner against Spurs, who was the best player on the pitch, giving Benfica defenders nightmares similar to ones small children get when watching the Exorcist. He was constantly dangerous, impossible to tackle, and the ball seemed tied to his foot at some stages, such as the audacious dribble past three players to win a penalty. In the only blemish on an outstanding display, the usually ice-cool Frenchman saw his spot-kick brilliantly saved by the 18-year-old keeper Mile Svilar, in the process becoming the youngest ever keeper to save a penalty in the Champions League. Some redemption then, for the talented kid after the bollock he dropped carrying Rashford’s free-kick over the line in Lisbon.

Benfica did keep the ball well, but United were breaking forward at pace. Lukaku’s shot from 20 yards was saved, before the Belgian headed over from a Martial cross, both chances coming from slick, fast moves. The Portuguese visitors only had one chance in the first half, but David De Gea was on top form. The Spaniard saved Diogo Goncalves' curling effort towards the top corner with a strong hand. At the other end, Martial left the right-back with twisted blood when turning in the penalty area but blazed over with his left foot after a poor touch. For all our great play, it did seem like it would be 0-0 at half-time, but once again, fate intervened in Svilar’s fledgling career.

Another great counter, featuring a sharp pass from McTominay surrounded by three players duly led to Matic striking from range, and his shot ricocheted off the post and went in off Svilar’s back. It was cruel again on the teenager. Forget Final Destination – the highlight reel of Svilar’s European travails against Man Utd will be enough to give any shot-stopper a nightmare. You had to feel for him – it almost seems like he is cursed. Or haunted. Or did a deal with the devil. Or something else vaguely to do with Halloween, I don’t bloody know. He did show his resilience when making a save one-on-one with Lukaku only moments later, though. Our star striker never quite looked confident or got it out of his feet, and maybe five games without a goal was preying on his mind.

Lingard was replaced at the break after a minor back injury and Mkhitaryan came on. United were impressive going forward with Mata hitting row J after a great Martial backheel had played in Darmian. It was a poor miss, a Texas Chainsaw Matassacre, you could say (I know, I know). But Benfica were growing into the game and starting to get the ball in United’s territory. Mexican striker Raul Jimenez had a shot saved, but saw a far better chance later on clip the post after Bailly gave the Old Trafford crowd a spooky fright with his horrendous under hit pass to Smalling being intercepted. Thankfully Jimenez only hit the woodwork, and his team-mate Goncalves had also seen an effort kept out by De Gea after skipping past Smalling.

Herrera was sent on to tighten things up and it seemed to work, as Benfica’s attacks soon died out like a comic relief character in Saw. The birthday boy Rashford was introduced for Martial (because heaven forbid was see an attack of Lukaku, Rashford and Martial, oh no) and he made an instantaneous impact, his direct mazy run ending only when being upended by a clumsy defender. With Martial off the pitch (and having missed one anyway) Lukaku put the ball down, but the manager seemed to communicate he didn’t want that, and via Herrera, Daley Blind ended up converting the penalty, hitting it straight down the middle. Although it would be nice for our number nine to get a goal, given his miss against Leciester, I don’t see it as a big deal, unlike some for the duties to be given temporarily to Blind, who of course, is hardly technically deficient.

We move on to Chelsea, with the penalty pass-the-parcel dominating the headlines, rather than the win, which suits Mourinho, of course. McTominay, was a calm presence on his full European debut, which was lovely, and the kid Rashford celebrated his 20^th birthday in style. No Nightmare on Eld Trafford Street for us, eh? Eh? So you’re telling me these Halloween references have been excruciatingly unfunny? Jeez, everyone’s an ‘Einstein’, as Jose says…

United (4-2-3-1) De Gea 8; Darmian 7, Bailly 6, Smalling 7, Blind 6.5; McTominay 7, Matic 8; Mata 6.5 (Herrera 68, 6), Lingard 5.5 (Mkhitaryan 46, 6), Martial 8.5 (Rashford 75, 7); Lukaku 6.5