That's entertainment

Football is at its best when it is funny. That is a truth that you cannot argue with.

Jack Grealish swigging the pint thrown at him. When Kepa refused to leave the pitch? Stuff like that. It's great.

You can have great wins and heroic losses, but nothing truly beats funny football. Linesman getting twatted by a ball? Count me in.

Until the 75th minute, you could be forgiven for thinking that despite Villa's mostly excellent play with the ball under Unai Emery, that they were on a hiding to a 1-1. Well, perhaps - if Bournemouth showed an impetus to actually capitalise on soft touches here and there by the Villans.

It turned out to be a Very Funny Match. Usually when things are funny, there's a victim; the butt of the joke. You can't even say it was Bournemouth. This was a victimless crime.

When did the fun begin? Well - immediately. Villa sprung forth with intent, Leon Bailey smartly found Douglas Luiz who poached in and stole a lead.

Then, you have Villa for 70 minutes as a lazy bear, fresh from hibernating, staggering around playing with meat - prodding at it. Hoping the corpse will come back to life and give it a dance.

It isn't going to come back. Bournemouth weren't going to come back. They might've looked as though they were, with balls over the top here and cut-backs there, but they were never seriously threatening to jolt to life. And Villa dined on that. Like the bear, even if the meat did wake up, they were pretty dominant anyway.

True, against much more attentive opposition, Villa might've had some trouble - but they didn't. This was the game they played, and it was their own show.

Villa are a very serious club, run by a very serious coach - but they have some bloody characters. Don't they?

Take Bailey. He was a wizard for the first goal, and almost went one better with a cheeky dink to partner-in-crime Luiz. In-between, you have the stepovers that go nowhere, running away from a face-off without the ball only to quickly retrieve it. He is dynamite - and sometimes that blows up in your face. He's a credit to entertainment though - and let us be totally honest. That's what we're here for, right?

And of course, there's Bertrand Traore - who makes the easy stuff look hard and the difficult stuff look easy. He can supply 89 minutes of frustrating emptiness and a second of mind-boggling brilliance. If his cosy sweeping finish actually went in, you've got another for the highlight reel.

You can't ignore Douglas Luiz either. Someone who genuinely thinks fans are booing him when he goes to take a corner. They are saying 'shoot!'

He's a man filled to his fringe with flair, and yet his discipline in midfield laid a complete foundation for Villa's win. He's coming into his own.

What about Tyrone Mings? Once more a colossus at the back, for both Villa and Bournemouth. He did everything to stop the Cherries in their tracks, and also stopped Villa when he found himself facing up to a goalbound shot off the back of a set-piece. Mings was grinning from that moment until the follow-up, when he rifled in a shot from point-blank range straight into Bournemouth's keeper Neto. When he did find success, he reeled away from the goal only to find that it was actually Emi Buendia (another very funny bloke) who had scored.

3-0 and you can strike that one up as a series of very funny events that turned a dry 1-0 win into a triumphant victory.

Detractors will point to the thought that 'on another day' we would be there for the taking. I'll wait for that day to come, and think about how it could've been six - if Villa didn't have a weird goal chalked back for some corner kick fuckery and two blatant penalty handballs denied.

Obviously, things like referees missing clear and obvious handball offences, and VAR clearly refusing to do its obvious job can be frustrating. League positions and finances can hinge on these. Entire results can be decided by those errors.

Not today. It's just funny. Not corrupt, just stupid humans making stupid errors over and over again.

But please don't do it again refs.

Onto Chelsea, and a mouthwatering matchup to take one team into the mythical top ten.

"We're Aston Villa, we're taking the piss."