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Vito Mannone - 6
Couple of iffy rebounds but generally his usual solid self.
Santiago Vergini - 5
Looked uncomfortable up against the sheer pace and power in the Tottenham Hotspur side, but he won't be the only one this season.
Wes Brown - 6
He wasn't anywhere near his best but still good enough. His scything foul in stoppage time was actually one of the best pieces of defending in the whole game.
John O'Shea - 5
Looked a little sloppy and hesitant at the heart of the Sunderland defence.
Patrick van Aanholt - 6
Willing runner and defended okay, but his delivery let him down more often than not.
Lee Cattermole - 7
Man of the match, as per.
Seb Larsson - 5
Industrious but wasteful in possession and made to look lumbering far too often. This performance was pretty much the rock bottom of the Seb solid scale.
Jack Rodwell - 6
Continues to slowly improve and see his influence grow. Few really promising moments in the game.
Ricky Alvarez - 6
You could see he was a little wary of the physicality of the Premier League but he offered enough glimpses of quality to show he has plenty to offer going forward.
Adam Johnson - 7
Just pipped by Cattermole for the man of the match honours, but this was a fine Johnson performance. His goal was pure quality and seemed to revel in switching flanks throughout the game.
Connor Wickham - 5
Indulged in a little too much channel-loitering for my tastes. He finally gets the chance to play as a central striker and proceeds to spend the afternoon stood stationary out wide waiting for a pass? I don't get it.
Emanuele Giaccherini - 6
Adorable.
Will Buckley - 5
Provided a good outlet out wide but really - REALLY - should have won the game for his side late on.
Jordi Gomez - 5
Brought a little calm at a hectic time.
Man Of The Match - Lee Cattermole
He wasn't at his best or indeed anywhere close to it, but boy did he set the tone in terms of battling it out. Ran all day, competed for every ball, and really dug himself in against a midfield that frankly was far too powerful to fully contain.