A clean sheet. All we needed was a clean sheet and we only went and got one.
Although I’ve never doubted the character of this side I was genuinely worried about this one. We couldn’t afford to lose and yet again, when our backs were up against the wall, we pulled out another clean sheet.
Possibly the most important clean sheet of the twenty one we’ve managed this season and it came from another stunning defensive performance.
In all honesty Bournemouth were never going to score and the performances of Marsh, Pointon, Viveash and Roper were absolutely top rank. Stein never really figured, drifting back beyond the halfway line in search of both the ball or space to play and eventually fizzled out of the game. The always impressive Fletcher didn’t get a sniff all night and when your next choice is Monsieur Boli then you really are running out of ideas.
Boli didn’t even make the squad for this one, mores the pity. If only I knew the French translation of “The grass really is greener on the other side”. I used to really despise Roger Boli but in the same way that hatred turned to comedy with the mid 80’s Wolves side I simply laugh at him now. Not such a clever move was it Rog?
Oh, I almost forgot, we only went and scored.
Yep, collecting possession midway inside his own half Darren Wrack attacked the heart of Bournemouth and his run concluded with the ball smashed into the back of the home net as Dazzer lost interest in turning the number four inside out and beautifully drilled the ball home from fully 25 yards. It was one of those “go on Dazzer, go on Dazzer, go on Dazzer, go on Dazzer, GO ON DAZZER...Fuck me he’s scored...YYEEEEESSSSSS” goals. Goal of the Season.
One of those goals, indeed one of those nights that make visits to Colchester and Wigan worthwhile.