Well, well, well. As the chap who sits behind us (whose name I still don’t know) with his two lads said to me as we walked out of the ground, someone might have to say the ‘P’ word soon.
That’s the second top-two side who’ve come to the (rapidly becoming fortress) Ricoh Arena and have been sent packing with their tails between their legs by a combination of passion, belief, taking your chances, awesome defending, a brilliant atmosphere and most importantly a crucial tactical shift for which only Cookie can take credit. For those who weren’t there or haven’t read a report, we kicked off, diagonal ball back to Wrighty who pumped it long looking for Best who beat that leg-breaking thug Taylor in the air and nodded down to Clint who had his shot brilliantly saved by Maik Taylor. From the resulting corner Scotty Dann cracked in a volley from 10 yards and that’s how it stayed. 60 seconds, 1-0 up. 90 minutes, still 1-0 up.
We should have won 3-1 really, and if it wasn’t for a bit of bad luck and Taylor’s feet Besty would have bagged a brace. As I said, the key things in the win were first, and obviously, a fantastic passion and commitment, epitomised by the ever-brilliant Arun Gunnarsson who, if he could pass consistently would be a top-four Premiership midfielder. He threw his boots into the kids in the crowd at full time, and the fans certainly showed him what he means to us as a club. I see him as a symbol of what Cookie is doing – technically excellent, full of passion, youthful and hungry. If we keep him, he’ll be the best midfield signing since George Boateng.
Along, then, with the amazing atmosphere (Oh Birmingham is full of, sh*t…), taking our chances (some of them) and some awesome defending, I think a lot of credit has to go to Coleman’s tactical awareness against an undeniably decent Birmingham side, on paper. Don’t get me wrong, they were toss, but they still needed beating. Tactically, it was Coleman 2-0 McLeish in my opinion, and this is why:
- Going forward. Birmingham had been pressed (admittedly by injuries) into playing an odd 3-5-2 system with a makeshift right back (Larsson) dropping in to form a lop-sided back four at times. Cookie spotted this. When we saw that the Duke (Leon McKenzie) was starting ahead of Jordan Henderson there had to be a reason, and the fact was that a genuine left footed player with drive and pace was going to lead Larsson a merry dance, to borrow a phrase from Five Live, was it. This gave us a release every time we went forward. We weren’t one dimensional like they were (I wonder what they’ll do now… oh, I know, pass to Scott Sinclair who’ll get nailed by Wrighty) but when we did need something to fall back on McKenzie was it. Best did a great job on that thug Taylor and in the second half Bell realised that their other full back wasn’t much cop either if you cut in. The aging midfield of that cheating little c*nt Bowyer and Lee “20 minutes” Carsley couldn’t cope with the energy of Doyler and Arun and that set the tone.
- Defending. Their only option up front was to try to use the tricky but often unproductive Sinclair as both Marcus Bent and Cameron “as sh*te in real life as he is on tele” Jerome were wrapped up by Dann and Turner, who were immense. I’m unsure why McLeish didn’t start with Costly, who looked decent when he wasn’t handballing it. Cookie had clearly told Wrighty to do a job, but he had definitely told the wide players to double up on their wingers, and Wright, Fox, Bell, McKenzie (and Henderson) snuffed out anything they had on the flanks. Kieron only had one vundersave to make, and other than that his main job was to pick overhit crosses out of the sky.
So that’s my two penneth on that one. Bring on Blackburn, if you ask me, although sadly they looked fairly decent against Man Utd on MOTD last night and should have had a penalty at the end. Still, if we defend like that we’ve got every chance.
Play Up Sky Blues. A great win, and a great time to be a City fan…
MILO
