Whatever adjective you may choose too describe that ‘display’ against Man City would probably be too kind to describe how bad we were.
And it all started so well . . . . NOT
Heskey is named as a sub but is’nt in the ground due to the fact his Mrs’ is in labour, he was supposed to be on his way to the ground but i wouldn’t blame him if he turned round after the first 10 minutes.
We started awfull, letting City walk through and force a corner from Nico’s good save.
Then we stand there and let David Sommeil score with little challenge (i hate to say it but you could see a goal coming after the first 25 seconds).
Then we let ex-viler Vassell(ine) latch on to a through ball and Vaesen had commited himself to a challenge that saw him bring down Vassell and earn him a booking.Barton scored the penalty.
Forssell was then introduced but to little effect as he wasn’t really fit.
Then yet more useless defending, where for some reason Pandiani was poorly challenging Sibierski and Vaesen strangly coming out to punch, neither put off Sibierski who effortlessly headed into the open net.3-0 and not even half time.
In the 2nd half Blues were no better, although Jarosik came on and got one back we had already conceded a fourth when Bradley Wright-Phillips scored with his first touch.
The ref, Steve Bennett then made himself more popular when he sent off Vaesen for supposed hand ball outside the box, which looked to be on the line and considering the game was already finished as a contest, he seemed to take great pleasure in brandishing his red card.
This then led too Stephen Clemence prendting he was a seven year old boy playing in his back garden impersonating his dad.Fortunatly he wasn’t tested by City.
So to end this post i have a song that seems to have been made for such defeats and disapointments of which we have had many . . .
were Birmingham, were Birmingham, were Birmingham City,
were Birmingham, were Birmingham, were Birmingham City . . .