Andy Munro watches Blues beat Bristol City from the posh seats.
It’s definitely a case of footballing bipolar syndrome as Blues put in a comparatively scintillating performance against Bristol City. Okay it was Bristol City not Barcelona but what a delight it was to witness the rare double whammy of entertainment nd three points.
I watched the match in a superb position by the halfway line courtesy of a kind invitation from the Evening Mail. We sat in the luxury padded seats in the centre of the old main stand – in my recollection the old directors’ box. Luxury in those days was a trifle more spartan, Ken Wheldon style!
A pre-match meal was accompanied by a short and entertaining interview with Kevin Ashley, a more than decent full-back in his time who revealed that he never really wanted to move to Wolves but the Kumars needed the money. At least he got out of wearing one of the most despised footie kits of all time.
The match itself started with a fairly predictable Blues line up but at least Ziggy was given a run out and, although his chasing, or should I say trundling, back was comical in the extreme, going forward he showed some fairly deft touches in link up play. Mind you, he missed yet another nailed on header.
Blues had most of the play early on and later and the main concern was that chances weren’t being put away and that it would come back to haunt us. Luckily the defence looked solid even when Curtis Davies limped off and Robbo took his place as a solid central defender.
Going forward, I still don’t think that the Smurf is quite on his game from an overlapping viewpoint. However , in the middle, Ravel Morrison continues to impress as much as his partner, Haydn Mullins, continues to un-impress being about as useful as a three legged chair…so bring on the Wardrobe!
On the flanks, Wade Elliott had an excellent game and I (almost) take back what I said after his lamentable performance against the Tractor Boys, while Chris Burke resumed last season’s form. However the star turn was Marlon King who seems to have his best form ever in a Birmingham shirt. It was just a shame that he had to come off for Mr Loverman to miss his spot-kick.
One swallow doesn’t make a summer (or a manager) but hope springs eternal.