It was the kind of rain that could get through to your pants if you’re not dressed appropriately. The kind of relentless downpour that favours slide tackles, long ball tactics and men rather than boys.
After a lame display up at Derby
last week, City came out pumped for this one. Unlike recent weeks, the tempo
was cranked right up and the ball was being knocked about in a slick fashion around the water logged pitch,
with two touch and even one touch football! Not only was it a relief to see but
it could even have been categorised as ‘entertainment’. For real - no joke.
Sure, the result in the end felt like a cruel defeat but was it just bad luck or was it down to poor 'game management'?
At 2-0 up, you could claim the substitutions
could have been handled with a bit more care and perhaps the game could have
been suffocated in midfield like most streetwise teams would. It’s clutching
straws blaming Russell Slade for this one though after a rare piece of poor
goalkeeping from Dave Marshall and a weird deflected injury time own goal from
a usually reliable Matt Connelly.
City need to move on though and take
this performance to Bolton on Saturday, a team all over the place at the moment,
and a winnable away game if we go there with ambition. Forget being functional
on the road and looking for a ‘good point’ – Cardiff need to keep the tempo up,
be ruthless and take the ‘W’.
Shout out to the boy who attended
his third City game with us and is yet to see a defeat. His reaction to
conceding in injury time was of pure frustration as he prowled our empty seats
angrily – This created mixed feelings for a Father who could be pleased to see
he cared but also knowing he might need to get used to frustration.
On route home in car came some
great quotes that only a six year who had just seen Cardiff could make:
‘Dad, why didn’t the defenders
kick the ball away to stop the goal?’
‘Dad, why was Tony Watt subbed
off?’
‘Shall we go out for tea?’ Was
my response.
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