The Pops pulled out of this one suffering from what can only
be described as C.C.A.D (‘Cardiff City Aided Depression’).
He says 'Man Flu' but we all knew what he meant.
He says 'Man Flu' but we all knew what he meant.
Given how dire visits to the stadium had been lately, luckily pre match myself and his replacement Sam had Prozac to hand (if required) and loads of Werther's Originals / Cookies.
Perhaps this will change
soon if he ever gets appointed.
The Bluebirds were a revived different team from the helpless
drips that played midweek in the cup and it seemed that Youngy and Gabbs’ (above) subsequent hairdryer treatment had worked.
A few minutes in, Fabio busted a lung to clear a shot off
the line with a shin to prevent us going behind and this moment turned the game.
After a month of laying down to die, City were finally fighting.
It was two lads who we've been on the backs of lately who came up
trumps with the goals, Sean Morrison (who also scored an own goal after the restart
to pull Wednesday level) and Anthony Pilkington whose sharp volley secured
City's first league win since mid August.
It could've been more of course with the introduction of
loan signing lunatic Ravel Morrison who had a slick thirty minutes from the
bench (below).
City have lacked a nasty streak for some time and to see a
player who would happily turn up to fight Gary Medel in a car park coming off
the bench is a breath of fresh air.
Ravel might be a nutter (potentially carrying a knife in his
sock) but he’s got the toes to win games too and drag our sorry rears up the
table.
As we know, in the Championship, there are seven hundred
games a week, and this week is no different with tricky away games at Brighton
and Blackpool coming up.
Will Russell Slade be appointed by then? The way it’s gone
so far I would say no. It seems City are struggling to finalise the deal for
Slade for whatever reason.
With Youngy and Gabbs laying into the team and getting
results though it isn't a massive problem is it?
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