A quiz on tonight’s opponents which features a question from each of the last seven decades, I’ll post the answers on here tomorrow.
60s. Even now, there is still doubt as to what this man’s name actually is (he says it’s in the singular, but isn’t too bothered either way). He was born in the town his mother was evacuated to in World War Two, but his playing career was so modest that it’s unlikely that either the country he grew up in or the one he was born in would have considered given him a cap. Reading was the best it got for him as a player as he racked up over a hundred appearances while contributing seventeen goals before a broken leg forced him to give up the full time game. Two of the non league sides he played for are now in the Football League, although that situation could change at the end of this season, and it could be said that it was after he finished playing that his football career really took off as he found coaching/management jobs at five clubs in and around the London area who are either currently in the Premier League or have played there relatively recently. He’s also worked for former European Cup winners and stripey birds as well the country of his birth, but who is he?
70s. This twenty three times capped midfielder started off at a team which used to wear the first letter of their name on their shirts, but didn’t stay long before heading south to join the side he is synonymous with – his fame probably owing as much to another of his talents as it did to what he did on the field. His next move took him to local rivals and then on to Reading for a couple of years before he returned home to finish his career. Since then he has, among other things, had a run in with the star of a Channel Four comedy programme and called the singer of one of the biggest bands in the world a “pompous git” – can you name him?
80s. Not really suitable attire for man of the cloth from Grimsby having temporary stay at Reading?
90s. Search crisp and find someone who fell out with a tradesman.
00s. He sounds like a herdsman with a number one haircut!
10s. He created a good impression for a few minutes against Reading, but that was about it as far as his City career went, who am I describing?
20s. Who is this?
Answers
60s. Neath born Peter Shreeve(s) played for Reading from
1959 until 1966. He dropped into non league football after breaking his leg,
turning out for Wimbledon and Stevenage among others. Starting off a youth
coach at Charlton, he went on to hold high level coaching or management jobs at
Chelsea, Watford, QPR and Spurs with two spells as manager at the last named.
He also managed Sheffield Wednesday and was assistant boss at Nottingham Forest
(he was also assistant to Terry Yorath in the Wales job in 90/91).
70s. Dublin born Eamonn Dunphy began his career with York
and then moved on to Millwall. His book “Only a Game?: Diary of a Professional
Footballer” chronicling his last season at the Den as one of that club’s best
teams is broken up and dissolution sets in for him before he moves on to
Charlton is one of the best on football I’ve ever read. He played seventy odd
matches for Reading over two seasons before finishing his playing time off at
Shamrock Rovers. After his retirement, he became a notorious, acerbic pundit on
RTE who once fell out with Father Ted star Dermot Morgan over his impersonation
of Dunphy on a radio show – he was also commissioned to write a book on U2, but
the project ended with rows between him and people close to the band as Dunphy labelled
Bono a “pompous git”.
80s. Grimsby’s Dean Crombie played four times for Reading in
1987 while on loan from Grimsby.
90s. Reading’s Chris Casper was forced to retire from the
game after he suffered a double leg fracture in a tackle with Richard Carpenter
in a City v Reading match on Boxing Day 1999 – Casper subsequently received
compensation following an out of court settlement with Carpenter.
00s. Shaun Goater.
10s. Idriss Saadi, now playing for Cercle Brugge on loan
from Strasbourg, made one of only two appearances for us when he came on as a
sub in a 2-0 win over Reading in November 2015 and did well until he suffered
an injury which kept him out for another six weeks in a brief City career.
20s. Ovie Ejaria who is on loan to Reading from Liverpool until the end of the season.
In terms of league position of their opponents
at least, Cardiff City pulled off their best win of the season tonight as they
beat West Bromwich Albion 2-1 to end their run of four consecutive home draws
in all competitions.
The Baggies were top of the league going into
the game but have now lost that position because Leeds recovered from a 2-0
half time deficit to beat in form Millwall 3-2 and, on this evidence, it might
be a while before West Brom regain it.
Slaven Bilic’s team have hit something of a wall
since their very impressive televised win over Swansea just before Christmas
and struck me as being a talented, but careless and brittle outfit. That said,
they would probably have been good enough to avoid defeat against most of the
City sides that have taken the field this season, but tonight they came up
against a home side which worked really hard and showed a team ethic which
reflected well on Neil Harris.
Our manager had talked before the game about how
his side would have to put a real shift in and be far more ruthless in front of
goal if they were to emulate his Millwall side that had managed a League Cup
win followed by a Championship draw at the Hawthorns within the space of a few
days at the start of the season.
As stated above, City got the hard work bit
right and it could certainly be said that they were ruthless because it was
hardly as if they discovered an attacking fluency that had been missing
throughout their campaign tonight. Apart from an early shot by Robert Glatzel
that Sam Johnstone saved comfortably, a header by Sean Morrison I think it was
from a Will Vaulks long throw that went wide and a shot by sub Lee Tomlin which
was both too high and wide, I’m struggling to remember any sniffs of goal apart
from the two we scored.
Yet despite the lack of goalmouth action, there
were grounds for encouragement for the rest of the season in the way we shook
West Brom in the early stages with the vigour and tenacity of our pressing.
Vaulks, following on from his good performance on Saturday, was to the fore in
this and Callum Paterson, playing in the number ten type role in which he had
enjoyed success in our promotion season,
was laying down markers for what was his best display in some time – you
would have to go back to last season to find a comparable one I reckon.
Paterson was also racking up the free kicks
against him as he tested referee Rob Jones’ patience – the BBC’s stats say that
we committed sixteen fouls and I swear our Scottish utility man must have been
responsible for at least ten of them!
If Paterson’s display was a throwback to 17/18,
then the same could be said to apply to the City side as a whole. This was a
triumph not reminiscent of the fine stuff we played in the first dozen games or
so that year, but of the grafting, disciplined and cussed fare that
characterised much of our play in the second half of that season.
Of course, I was critical on occasions of the
standard of football we played while we were grinding our way through these
matches, but, given the nature of so much of our stuff this season, my attitude
tonight is that I’m grateful for any sort of improvement from us!
In saying that, I don’t believe City would have won without the help of their opponents. To be fair, they were missing some very influential players, but I found West Brom to be a truly bizarre collection of extremes.
On the one hand, they were able to pop the ball around with a poise and fluency that we could only dream of matching, but, on the other, they were often undone by shooting that was both very optimistic and hopelessly wayward – it was as if the confidence they were able to show at times in their passing deserted them the closer they got to our goal.
I should also say mind that there were wild
contrasts in their passing as well. I may have given the impression earlier to
people who had not watched the game that West Brom passed us off the park, but
that was not true, because it wasn’t just their substandard shooting that let
them down, there were too many strange passing mistakes when simple looking balls
went out of play for some reason or City were presented with the ball when they
had done little to pressurise the passer.
This pattern was present throughout the first
half, but it was never better illustrated than in the opening seconds after the
interval when a cross field pass across the back by I assume the West Brom
right back, Dara o’Shea landed yards away from any of his team mates and rolled
into touch some twenty yards or so from their goal.
This completely needless mistake gave Vaulks the
chance to send in one of his long throws from a position which Neil Harris said
was a “good area” after the game. When the ball dropped loose from the throw in
around the West Brom near post, Sean Morrison reacted first to hit a shot which
Johnstone could only turn into the path of the inrushing Paterson who netted
from about a yard out to give his side the lead with less than a minute of the
second half played.
It took only three minutes for Millwall to
equalise on Boxing Day after Aden Flint had given us the lead and Reading only
had to wait a minute longer to draw level following Paterson’s opener in
Saturday’s cup tie.
This time though, it looked for a short while if
City had learned from their errors because they continued to harry West Brom
and generally unsettle them, but, eventually the visitors were able to play
themselves back into things and they were able to increasingly force us back.
As mentioned earlier, the 17/18 spirit permeated
through this performance and, initially City defended both resolutely and adeptly,
but individual errors began to mount and not long after Vaulks had headed a
hospital pass to Morrison which was just about dealt with, Jazz Richards was
faced with a dropping ball with two opponents close by. The full back allowed
Felipe Krovinovicto to gain possession and cut in from the left menacingly,
Richards responded in panicky fashion with a tackle that looked a stonewall
penalty even from my position some hundred or so yards away.
West Brom had only just introduced our old boy
Kenneth Zohore as they chased an equaliser and with Charlie Austin also now on,
they had no shortage of candidates to take the penalty.
Austin duly sent Alec Smithies the wrong way
from the spot and ii had taken West Brom all of fifteen minutes to get on
terms.
City had to endure an awkward few minutes while
they suffered from their periodic inability to retain possession for more than
a few seconds, but, largely, they did a good enough job in nullifying opponents
who were now sensing three points could be there’s.
With just under fifteen minutes left, West
Brom’s carelessness again reared its head as Kyle Bartley got into a mess close
to the corner flag and hacked the ball high up into the stand to concede an avoidable
throw in. Bartley then swung at the corner flag in frustration and proceeded to
demolish the thing as the flag came off and the pole fell to the ground.
This clumsy error had consequences when West
Brom tried to move upfield after they had regained the ball, because possession
was again surrendered and Tomlin burst forward, was fouled and City had a free
kick in the kind of area that had him licking his lips with anticipation.
There is a popular theory that free kicks right
on the edge of the penalty area are hard to score from because of the
difficulty of getting the ball up and over a wall stood so close to the goal,
but I remember Neil Ardley making it look ridiculously simple when he scored at
Leicester to earn us a draw in our ultimately successful bid to stay up in
04/05 and here Tomlin did the same.
His delicate, clipped shot was so precise that
Johnstone was a yard or more away from it as the ball gently went past him and
into the net – It was the one moment of genuine high technical quality City
came up with on a night where sweat and attitude had been crucial.
It was a goal fit to win any game, but it
wouldn’t have done so without a tremendous save from Smithies in added time
from Zohore after Richards had again erred out on the right.
A minute or so later, the final whistle blew to
end one of the more memorable home matches of this season and the question now
I suppose is can the team maintain this new level of intensity be maintained on
Friday against Reading?
One last thing, although I was convinced that he would never get on the pitch, it was heartening to see Academy forward Taz Mayembe on the bench for a couple of reasons. First, it offers proof that Neil Harris is willing to select players straight from the Under 18s into the first team squad without going through the Under 23 side first – I believe Development team football as it currently stands is of little use to our youngsters. The other reason is that Mayembe has the pace that we are beginning to look a little short of – whether, he is good enough at this stage in his development to fit straight into the first team is debatable, but we can only find that out if there is the will to give him his chance – I’d love to see him play some part in the Cup game next week.
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