"It's the Championship," said Farke. Never truer words spoken. "I think all the supporters have enjoyed the game," he added. Hmm. I'm not so sure about that one, Daniel. "I was about to throw up in the second half," said Firpo. Now, that I can believe in.
This is not to start arguments about one style being better than another, or one manager being better than another. But what people are finding to be faults in Daniel Farke's football would have solved many of the problems people had with Marcelo Bielsa's.
How have Leeds got themselves into this position, chasing wins out of draws and turning them into defeats, with three games left?
A lot of people will tell you that promotion at any cost is the only important thing. But the mood of Elland Road during the Sunderland game suggests Beeston is one place that still wants a little bit more from football.
Farke has shown a calm demeanour from the start, as if nothing can surprise him, so it’s likely that, yes, there is a plan after losing to Coventry. I don’t imagine it’s complicated.
When a penalty was awarded in the second half it was cheered but then feared, because Leeds had a chance to re-take the lead, but first someone would have to take the actual penalty. The best thing: hope. The worst thing: hope.
In the end it’s an away point, which Farke said some weeks back was all he wanted from the remaining away games. It was also an education.
Jake Cooper dragging Wilf Gnonto to the floor and pivoting his buttocks on his chest like a see-saw? Just a bit of fun.
Back to that sofa, the coffee and the cake. Daniel Farke has made this season all about his seen it all and ridden the horse approach to the Championship, balancing his experience like a seesaw plank on a pivot of temperamental kids.
My theory is that it’s easier for teams like Stoke and Huddersfield to Champo while bleary because they don’t need to think very much.