| Tyler Smith has the speed, now we want the finish. |
If bounce-back-ability really
is the mark of a good side, then by mid-October Rochdale were beginning to look
like a very good one indeed. Each time Jim McNulty’s men had been knocked off
course this season, they responded with purpose − and points. The convincing
win over Yeovil Town was no exception, coming just a week after an FA Cup exit
at the hands of York City.
It was
another performance that reaffirmed Dale’s resilience and stretched their
formidable league form to 11 wins from 13 outings. In truth, this was as
routine as they come − a composed, measured display that spoke volumes about
the maturity and mindset of a team quietly going about its business at the
sharp end of the table.
Quite
simply, Rochdale produced another professional performance, brushing aside
Yeovil with an authority that never required them to shift out of second gear.
There was
a notable absentee from the matchday squad as Ethan Ebanks-Landell missed out
following the birth of his son earlier in the day − a happy milestone that,
fortunately for Dale, did little to unsettle the rhythm of a side increasingly
comfortable in its own skin.
From the
opening whistle, it was clear Rochdale had too much for their visitors. The
first half was a lesson in controlled aggression and sharp, purposeful
possession. Yeovil had fleeting spells of early promise − more down to fortune
than threat − but were soon penned back by waves of Rochdale pressure. By the
interval, the 3-0 scoreline flattered the visitors, with only profligate
finishing or bad luck preventing a more emphatic margin.
Rochdale
wasted no time asserting their authority, opening the scoring inside five
minutes through the ever-reliable Mani Dieseruvwe. But it wasn’t just the
finish that stood out − it was the build-up. The move featured a long sequence
of passes − across the pitch, sideways and backwards − a patient, probing
rhythm that felt like the culmination of years of structured planning. When the
gap finally appeared, Kyron Gordon burst in behind on the right and delivered
an inch-perfect ball across the box, where Dieseruvwe arrived with poise to tap
home his 11th goal of the season from close range. It was another example of Dale’s
trademark routine − an outside centre-back crossing for the centre-forward to
score − something that looks simple only because of the meticulous repetition
behind it on the training ground.
The second
was a textbook counter, as Devante Rodney seized space in midfield and surged
forward with intent. A slight tactical tweak saw him drift centrally more
often, and Yeovil never looked sure who should track him. His perfectly
weighted pass carved open the defence, and Dieseruvwe, brimming with
confidence, took a single touch before dispatching a clinical finish low into
the far corner − an outcome that felt inevitable from the moment the move
began.
The third
arrived just before the interval, capping a first half of near-total control.
Aidan Barlow fed Dieseruvwe, who worked his way through a congested penalty
area. Though his path to goal was blocked, the loose ball broke kindly for Ryan
East, who made no mistake in steering home his third of the campaign.
After the
break, the narrative barely shifted. Rochdale continued to dictate proceedings,
carving out chance after chance but failing to convert any of their many
opportunities. Yet, such was their command of the match that the result never
felt in doubt. The second half became a chance to manage legs and minutes, with
several fringe players given valuable time on the pitch − a luxury few sides
can afford so routinely.
But if
there were any doubts about depth, both Liam Hogan and Tarryn Allarakhia laid
them to rest. The latter, in particular, was electric − constantly stretching
Yeovil’s shape and offering a dynamic outlet that created space for others.
Against more compact or challenging away-day opponents, someone like Kevin
Berkoe is key, but Allarakhia’s influence in matches such as this can’t be
overstated.
All told,
it was another professional performance. Rochdale weren’t just the better side −
they dictated every phase of the game and continue to look like a team with
more gears yet to shift through.
Next came
the trip to Surrey: Dale visited Woking, a club marooned in the lower reaches
of the National League, and fans − buoyed by the emphatic dispatching of Yeovil
the week before − travelled south in confident mood. Rochdale’s faithful had
every reason to believe another commanding performance was in store. And, in
many ways, it was. The game was played almost exclusively in one half; a siege
met with stubborn defiance. Dale dominated the ball for long spells, but where
the swagger and incision of Yeovil had been, there lingered only industry and
frustration.
The same
moves that sliced through defences a week earlier now faltered in their final
act. Crosses fizzed through the six-yard box unclaimed, half-chances skittered
wide. The ruthless precision that defined the victory at Spotland was replaced
by a chorus of “if onlys”.
Credit,
too, to Woking goalkeeper Will Jääskeläinen − agile, alert, and in no mood to
oblige Rochdale’s ambitions. In the instances where the visitors were more
precise, his interventions denied Dale a lead and ultimately preserved a point
for the home side.
Defensively,
Rochdale remained composed − perhaps even too composed. The odd Woking counter
never looked truly menacing, even if, on reflection, it might have warranted
more alarm. Still, this is a side whose back line has conceded only seven times
in 14 league outings; assurance, it seems, has become part of the club’s DNA.
The
ongoing left wing-back selection remained a point of quiet debate. Here, Kevin
Berkoe was restored to the starting line-up but it was substitute Tarryn
Allarakhia who once again caught the eye. For the tactical arm-wrestles against
promotion contenders − Carlisle, Forest Green, York to come − Berkoe’s more
disciplined approach may have its merits. Yet in matches like this, where Dale
all but annex the opposition half, it is Allarakhia’s flair, his willingness to
drive, cross and improvise, that offers a richer threat. His late deliveries
into the box were not only a personal showcase, but a timely reminder to his
teammates of the rewards that can come from attacking the air rather than the
angles.
In the
end, Rochdale were one scrambled goalmouth effort away from another good win.
Instead, the ball stayed out, and two points slipped quietly away. Such is
football’s familiar cruelty − a game of fine margins and frustrated sighs,
where even dominance can feel like defeat. Still, the result means Dale end
October at the summit of the National League table with two games in hand on
their immediate rivals for the crown.
| There was no way through for Mani D at Woking. |
The
month’s activity wasn’t quite finished there, however, as the much-maligned
National League Cup returned to the midweek calendar. This time Dale hosted
Manchester United’s fledging side, losing 2-0.
There are
evenings in football when the outcome seems almost secondary − when the result
itself feels like a footnote. This was one of those nights: a low-key fixture
that felt more like a training exercise than a competitive match. With Dale’s
fringe players given their chance to impress again, the game drifted by with
little of the spark or intensity that had coloured the previous two ties
against Premier League 2 sides.
Perhaps
that was inevitable. The National League Cup, for all its intentions, struggles
to inspire much energy from either the stands or the pitch. The fringe players,
many of whom are still learning each other’s rhythms together in a complete XI,
demonstrated a tardiness in possession that has been a rare Dale trait under
Jim McNulty. It wasn’t disastrous − just oddly flat. It’s hard to take much
from the game, beyond a gentle reminder of how tough it can be to find cohesion when
minutes are scarce.
Still,
there were glimmers worth noting. Casey Pettit, in particular, looked tidy and
composed, echoing the promise he showed in pre-season. He remains a player many
supporters expected to see more of by now, and performances like this one − gritty
but assured − suggest his moment may yet come.
Up front,
Tyler Smith worked hard, his pace occasionally unsettling the opposition, but
questions linger over whether he offers enough beyond that raw speed. Levi
Amantchi too, showed only in flashes what he could offer in this role and was
guilty of missing what was perhaps Dale’s best chance on the night. By
contrast, when Dale have a striker willing to make clever runs and link play − as
we see with Mani Dieseruvwe or saw last season whenever Ian Henderson led the
line − the attack seems to hum with greater purpose.
As the
rain began to fall, attention turned to another familiar concern: the pitch.
The surface, already showing signs of strain, will surely become a talking
point again as the winter months close in. The club have promised an update on plans to mitigate the issue “in due course,” but, on nights like this − when the
rain slicks the turf and the ball skips unevenly − that promise feels
increasingly urgent.
A free
weekend now awaits Dale, due to the lack of participation in this year’s FA
Cup. It is a welcome break as the coming schedule shows no mercy. Eight matches
in 26 days, including the final National League Cup group clash, will push
every sinew of this squad. With four consecutive Tuesday nights to navigate, and
another England U-19 call-up for Ollie Whatmuff, the coming month will lay bare
just how deep Rochdale’s resources truly run.
As always, my thanks to TVOS/Dan Youngs/Rochdale AFC for use of images.
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