Maybe, just maybe, I credit some of you with too much intelligence.
Have you ever thought about contemplating why pace is great if 'everybody' has it, rather than just make a silly pointless post?
Picture Franky the Falcon on one wing, and Charley the Cheetah on the other. Harry the Hippo, Larry the Leapord Seal, and Billy the Blob Fish are in midfield, whilst upfront we have Peter the Pot Bellied Pig. We've been stuck in our own half when suddenly, Franky the Falcon gets the ball and zooms up the left side. (I'd have said left wing, but with Franky being a Falcon, it might have thrown you). Hot in pursuit, Charley whooshes up the right. Meanwhile Franky goes to cross the ball, and Peter, Harry, and Larry are nowhere to be seen, as no matter how hard Billy the Blob fish tried to get upfield, he just couldn't get past the big fat arses of slow coaches, Harry and Larry, and poor Peter the Pig had been fouled.
So not being deterred, Franky launches it high across the pitch to Charley, who launches it back across to Franky. 30 crosses go by before finally Billy the Blob Fish gets on the end of one and nuts it in the back of the net.
So, you're right. We don't need to match pace across the pitch, as we have 90 minutes, and the others will get up there eventually.