Even with the afternoon effectively over, Huddersfield flailing and begging for mercy, Alan Irvine was still chirping.
'No, no!' the assistant to David Moyes shrieked down his headset in the stands, about 20 metres from the West Ham bench. Billy McKinlay, the recipient, probably didn't need the ear piece. Irvine was loud — loud and exasperated at his midfield.
Forget that West Ham were three goals clear with minutes left, ready to take their haul to 15 points from eight games. In Irvine's view, rudimentary jobs were not being performed.
His expletives were unashamed, just like Moyes's approach to keeping West Ham in the Premier League.