Omer Riza, this one’s for your dad.

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  1. Huw Perry says:

    Thanks Paul.
    Agree – where did that performance come from? What a great result and fantastic atmosphere too. Felt like a “proper” game of football that had everything.
    Forgotten what it is like to have a big crowd and such a positive feeling about the place. You are right to question what will it be like in a week’s time for an equally important game ( aren’t they all from now on in?)
    The players – to a man – were well up for it and all deserve massive praise. Obvious plaudits for Robinson, but clean sheet also very important and a great shift from our captain too. Very honourable mentions too for Rinomhota and Bagan who probably had their best games ever for the City. And Chambers again showing his new-found midfielder abilities.
    Great support from the crowd and noticeable how they got behind the team and the manager to forge a real connection.
    Let’s see if we can do it again and hope we have turned a corner?

  2. Dai Woosnam says:

    Thanks Paul as ever. And like you I was greatly encouraged by the sheer ‘hwyl’ our boys managed to inject into their performance.

    In my mind’s eye, I was back on the Bob Bank again, as I was as a 17 year old in April 1965, delighting in our ex Swansea stars taking their hometown club to the cleaners with a 5-0 drubbing. The peerless Ivor Allchurch scored a hat-trick, and Mel Charles a brace… which included the most memorable goal I ever saw at Ninian Park.
    And that 1965 Swansea team were no mugs… for just 13 months previously, they had beaten Bill Shankly’s Liverpool in the FA Cup quarter final before a swaying raucous packed Anfield Kop – all singing She Loves You – with Noel Dwyer in goal pulling off one heroic save after another.

    And that fine Swansea team nearly made it to Wembley, narrowly losing the semi-final to PNE.

    Yet we blew the Swans away just a year later. I got the train home to Porth never realising that 60 years later we would still not have matched that score.

    As for our 3-0 success, did I not say after the Watford game that my high praise for Harry Darling might come back and bite me?!

    Mind you, I reckon Paul that he hardly had the ‘stinker’ you claim. Oh for sure, the first goal could be largely laid at his door… but the second was not… he made the angle for a safe pass back… and no such accurate pass was made.

    That said, I will cry no tears for him… he is a nasty piece of work. He had it coming… but he is also a proper player.

    Will sign off now. Had a siesta early this afternoon, and had a terrifying dream that I had died and was in a bodybag not totally zipped up and I could see the grim countenance of the boss undertaker bouncing morbidly obese me down my 13 stairs.

    He looked so scary in his Dickensian black garb that he woke me… and I was sweating like I knew this guy… and I did.

    It was Luke Williams sacked by the Swans, and in true Ramon Wilson style, had taken up a more secure job!

    Right, time to put down my tablet and swallow my smaller medicinal ones.

    Oh and incidentally, no City player scored under 7 in this derby.

    TTFN,
    Dai.

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