A better place to play.

I looked round Sincil Bank on Saturday afternoon. It was so happy. The crowd, noisy and supportive. You can always tell when the crowd are pleased with the team at the Bank. They sing winter wonderland. There was a time when they sang it all game long. In those days the words were “there’s only on Gareth Ainsworth” no matter, but we’ve got our own hero now or heroes, so many of the team are playing probably the best football of their lives.


Man of the match went to Jake Sheridan, yes, the one that couldn’t pass tackle or shoot, well he can now. There was an exquisite finish from Jamie “anything Zlatan can do” Taylor an own goal, well it was forced on the unlucky defender, even a penalty converted. Fancy that.

Saturdays match against Hereford had banana skin written all over it. Could the Imps go ten games unbeaten? You bet they could but the beauty of this game, the beauty of football indeed was that no one in the ground knew that City would extend their run until the final whistle. When the game was poised at 2.1 I felt one more goal would finish off the Bulls. City duly got it, Sheridan powering through to goal leaving Hereford defender Gallinagh no choice but to upend him to give City a penalty no referee could deny. The last two efforts at Sincil Bank giving little comfort but up stepped Colin Larkin to dispatch the conversion with aplomb. Earlier, Bulls’ Simon Clist powered the ball into his own net to get the Imps noses in front, it was that sort of game. Having gone three one up, City proceeded to give a soft goal away. It’s not all good. But a lot of it is and there was a big increase in home support there to see the Imps emerge triumphant in a terrific advert for the division.

City are now up to ninth in the table, an astonishing upturn in fortunes. I still refuse to believe they can mount a challenge on the play offs but first it’s the trophy then round two of the FA Cup. That’s right, round two and City are in it.