Superb Sainte-Luce ensures draw for careless City.

Before today’s development team match with Exeter at Leckwith, I had watched various City side win seven successive home matches. All good things have to come to an end though and today saw what is nominally called the Under 21 team get a rather lucky 3-3 draw thanks to a very late equaliser by Jon Meades (I think)* and an excellent individual display by Kevin Sainte-Luce the young French winger who turned in what was comfortably the best performance I have seen from him since I first watched him play early last season – he has been much improved from last year for the Academy team this time around, but this was another level up from his recent good displays for the Under 18 team.

I say that it is nominally an Under 21 team, but this time the side did have a younger look to it than normal as players such as Heaton, Gyepes, Quinn, Keinan, Wildig, McPhail and Ralls who I have all seen play for this side at various times were all missing for one reason or another. The team today consisted of three senior players (Naylor, Taiwo and Parkin) and eight youngsters and the fact that the last two named were substituted by Neil Ardley shows that they didn’t have the impact you might have expected them to. With Naylor having a poorer game as well and many of the others in the side also having their sloppy moments, this performance was not as good as those I had seen previously from the development team, but some credit for this should be given to an Exeter side who should really have won the game but wasted numerous good chances after the break.

There was little to indicate that there would be six goals in the game in the opening stages as City began in distracted fashion and apart from a shot that Eliot Parrish (at least I think it was him and not Jordan Santiago) saved pretty easily, Exeter didn’t offer much of a threat either.  Sainte-Luce was already making an impact though and, although it was a bit of a shock when a goal came around the twenty minute mark, the identity of the scorer was not too surprising as Parkin and Meades worked Saint-Luce into space – the winger than beat a man, took the ball almost to the byeline before scoring with the outside of his right foot when most people were expecting him to cross.

Kevin Sainte-Luce - a goal today, but it was his awareness and vision that most impressed me.

For a while after this, City were comfortably the better team without really looking like adding to their lead – Jon Parkin invariably has loads of goal attempts in these games and his shot flew just over after Sainte-Luce, showing a maturity and appreciation of others that is not always there in his game, cleverly set him up. Parkin was then not too far away with an outrageous attempt from inside his own half as City began to show signs of warming to their task, but the sloppiness that characterised their display today was never too far away and within three minutes they found themselves 2-1 down. Exeter’s equaliser came when Alex Evans (who had been playing well until then) lost possession as last man and brought down the striker who had robbed him to give Exeter a penalty that they duly scored and then poor defending from a corner enabled the visitors to take a surprise lead. City hit back strongly in the few minutes that remained before half time though with Parkin’s shot being tipped on to the bar by the Exeter keeper and then the striker firing wide after Sainte-Luce again caused consternation in the visiting defence.

You had the feeling that City could go on and win the game in the second half and Ibby Farah soon had them on level terms again after the break.  What happened next represented another surprise in a game that had more than it’s fair share of them, because Exeter now got right on top. With Evans seemingly effected by his earlier mistake, they pressed right up on the City defence when they tried to play the ball out from the back and were able to gain possession on many occasions in very dangerous areas of the pitch. Evans did well to get back and foil what looked to be a simple run in on goal for an Exeter forward and bravely kept on showing for the ball when the keeper had it – he was able to prompt one or two attacks with the decent delivery from the back that is normally a feature of his game, but he like a few others in the side, was easily picked off on occasions.

Exeter didn’t score from these City lapses, but they did hit the post and have countless shots roll just wide from very promising shooting positions while, the lively and inventive Sainte-Luce apart, City had little to offer in reply. Half chances kept falling to Parkin, but his finishing in the development games I’ve seen has not been good and after he had wasted another good opportunity, inevitably provided by Sainte-Luce, Neil Ardley made a triple substitution with the number 10, who I assume was a trialist, being withdrawn along with the two senior players I mentioned earlier.

Before that though, Exeter had taken the lead again and, unfortunately,  it was another bad error that cost them – this time Parrish fumbled a straightforward shot and the ball squirmed in via a post. To be fair to the keeper, he partly redeemed himself within seconds with a fine save as Exeter carved us open yet again and he did well to keep out a couple of other efforts as the visitors looked much more likely to get the goal that would clinch their win than City did of finding an equaliser – but the game was to have one last surprise. With time almost up, Sainte-Luce combined well with Adedeji Oshilala (who, as usual, was one of the better City players on view) and the latter’s cross was knocked in by Meades* (at least I think it was him – I was in the car park stood about two hundred yards away at the time!) – as had been the case throughout the second half, both sides went flat out for more goals, but an entertaining and error packed match finished level at 3-3, a scoreline which certainly flattered City.

* The goal was in fact scored by sub Yannis Drais.

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The quiet Koumas goes from strength to strength.

If you had asked a cross section of City fans their opinion on Dave Jones by the time he was relieved of his duties at Cardiff last May after Reading had walked all over us on our own pitch in our biggest game of the season, I’m sure you would have got a variety of answers as to why it was the right decision. For me, his treatment of young players in general, and Adam Matthews in particular, was the thing that probably swayed it, but I’m sure there would be others who’d mention his lack of animation on the touch line, his tactical stubbornness, his failure to react to changing situations by making substitutions and his abysmal relations with the local media to name but a few of the reasons why they thought it was time for him to go. However, in any examination of our ex manager’s time with the club, it needs to be remembered that that not only did he sign Peter Whittingham, but he also did so for an absolute bargain fee (often reported as just £350,000, but there are those who’ll tell you it was even less than that).

Yes, that one piece of business in January 2007 is enough in itself to negate many of the aspects of Dave Jones’ management which rubbed people up the wrong way – has there been a better all round midfield player in the Championship over the past three seasons? Mind you, although I’ve become a confirmed Whittingham admirer, there was a time two or three years ago, when he was first linked with Nottingham Forest, when I would gladly have sold him for a fee which looks like absolute peanuts now because there was a maddening lack of consistency and substance to his game. He was a one good game in three merchant in his first two or three seasons with us and I think I’ve mentioned on here before that I often used to look at certain fixtures (usually away games) and predict that he wouldn’t last more than an hour before being subbed – I was proved right at least as often as I was wrong.

Yet, even during those times when he was such a source of frustration, there were plenty of examples of what a talent he was. Very early in his City career, Whittingham scored the first in a whole series of great goals for the club when he visited the Championship club nearest to his birthplace of Nuneaton – the goal he scored at Coventry in February 2007 would probably not feature in any top twenty of goals Peter Whittingham has scored for us, but it was still a quality strike which you couldn’t imagine many others in the team at that time scoring. However, it was a piece of skill that turned the experienced Graham Alexander inside out while laying on a goal for Michael Chopra in a 4-1 win over Preston which convinced me that we had a player capable of doing amazing things with a football on our hands. I was stood on the Grange End about ten yards away from where the Scottish international full back was left flat on his backside, but I didn’t have a clue how Whittingham had done it – it was only when I watched it later on telly that I saw the amazing sleight of foot that had dumbfounded Alexander.

An animated (by his standards anyway) Peter Whittingham celebrates the latest in a long line of ridiculously good goals in a Cardiff shirt after opening the scoring inside two minutes at Reading yesterday.

It was after this that I first started calling Whittingham the quiet Koumas. A year earlier Jason Koumas had lit up Dave Jones’ first season at Cardiff with a series of virtuoso performances which contained moments of individual skill of a quality that hadn’t been seen from a player in a City shirt in decades – Whittingham suggested that he could take up the Koumas mantle, albeit in a completely different way. Although Koumas was another who never went in for excessive celebrations when he scored, his moments of magic tended to have a big influence on proceedings. From his stunning goal against Leeds within minutes of his introduction for his City debut, to the numerous match winning free kicks or assists during that very enjoyable season, Koumas demanded to be noticed, whereas Whittingham went about his business in a far more understated manner – his You Tube moments tended to be of a blink and you miss it variety and, as the weeks and months went by, I began to notice that they tended to have little influence on the outcome of matches.

However,  things slowly began to change and, looking back, I think the seeds for the transformation of Peter Whittingham into the player he is now were sown in our run to the FA Cup Final in 2008. In the Fifth Round against Wolves he scored very early on when he was put clean through on goal from just inside in the Wolves half – any player who is clear of the last defender but is forty yards or more from goal has plenty of time to think before he gets to the position where he will shoot and many might have frozen in such a situation, but I can remember Dave Jones saying that the City bench had no fears of Whittingham doing that because he was the best finisher in the club. A few weeks later up at Middlesbrough, Whittingham was very influential in City’s superb win, as he not only scored  a marvellous goal when he beat about five defenders in a very confined space before curling in a superb shot with his, weaker, right foot, but also made Roger Johnson’s second goal with a pinpoint free kick.

Mark Hudson' gets the decisive goal in yesterday's 2-1 win with a neat finish - no need to ask who provided the assist with a beautifully delivered free kick.

This was Whittingham having a huge influence on big matches, but the old inconsistency and diffidence didn’t really disappear fully until 2009/10 when he was the Championship’s leading goal-scorer. Last season his game developed further as he made the transformation into a central midfield player who began to become more of a rounded player whose defensive awareness showed signs of improvement. Whittingham was the shining light in a midfield which still had a tendency to get over run too often, but it was usually to him that Craig Bellamy looked when in possession and, until he ran out of steam in the second half of the second leg, he was by far and away City’s best player in the two Play Off games against Reading.

Yesterday against the same opponents, Whittingham continued his brilliant form this season. No doubt having better (and, often, more) midfield players around him is helping, but, speaking as someone who believes that all Championship players over a certain age have weaknesses to their game, it is becoming increasingly hard to spot them in Peter Whittingham this season. Yesterday, Adam Federici followed Frank Fielding and Julian Speroni in being made to look a bit foolish by Whittingham as he made it three goals in three games – to be fair to Speroni, although it may have looked like he could have saved that free kick, it was so well placed that it was always just out of his reach, but Fielding did not have a clue where Whittingham was going to put the ball when he scored and Federici was just left flat footed by a moment of pure quality. When I saw the goal I thought that, coming from anyone else, it might have been a fluke, but, given who it was, the scorer knew exactly what he was doing – I then logged on to a City messageboard and read four or five messages saying the exact same thing!

The quiet Koumas has now developed so much that I would say he is producing performances week in, week out that are better than what we saw from the man himself in 2005/06 – there are now the match winning centre stage moments of magic, but there is also a team ethic and responsibility that wasn’t always there with Jason Koumas. Given how highly I rated Koumas six seasons ago, I’m paying Peter Whittingham some compliment there, but it’s a richly deserved one and, although I’m at an age now where songs for players is not a subject that occupies my mind too much, I must say that all of us should be ashamed of ourselves for not coming up with something to recognise what a special player we have had at the club over these past five years. I’m no songwriter, but I’ve already decided on a personal tribute to a player who now has to be ranked right up there with the best I’ve seen at the club – I mentioned on here just under a fortnight ago that my dog had died and, as yet, I don’t know whether the new one I’m going to get is going to be big or small, a mongrel or a pedigree or a dog or a bitch, but I do know I’ll call it Whitts.

 

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