Midweek Memoirs of Mr Bodell
Welcome to a more joy-filled Midweek Memoirs this week as we can all sit back and look back with satisfaction on job well-done last Saturday. It`s been over a month since we won at home at all, and over one hundred days since we had a home league win. Some fella called Marlon King got the winner, assisted by a nobody called Gavin Mahon…oh well, onwards and upwards.
I think a mention also needs to go to Steve Kabba who like Jordan Stewart has been one of my favourite pet hates for the last twelve months. It`s detrimental to the player`s confidence and performance to slate him, and although I won`t always write nice things about him, I`ll cut him some slack after last week`s goal.
And, if I`m going to complete this loving session properly, it`s also time to give The Duke the credit he deserves. He still has 'baby-elephant` moments, but at least he`s popping up in the right places and his second goal was by all accounts a peach of a strike.
In fact, berating players is something I want to talk about this week briefly. John-Joe O`Toole has come in for some stick of late, especially against Wolves last week when he was very poor without a doubt. Despite my loathing for certain players, O`Toole is in the bracket that I will be unlikely to vent my spleen at and so should count himself lucky. He was poor, and as a fan of him, I`m happy to admit that, however, for a young lad, he has had a storming season and has the potential to be a decent player. As I mentioned earlier in the season, I think it`s too early to be giving him an extended run in the team because a performance like that will dent his confidence.
Berating players is something I firmly believe the manager should be doing, on the touchline
, something Aidy has finally recognised. Maybe our slump was conveniently tied in with our slump at home because he is rarely on the touchline from the beginning at home.
Being higher up definitely gives you a better perspective of the game, and yes, it figures that because of this, it would make sense to be in the stand. But, scary as Malky Mackay in full bellow from close-range is, the sight of the manager tramping up and down the sodden technical area, Gucci shoes mud-swallowed, perspiration dripping from his brow as his Bradford accent rippling the airwaves, the latter is more likely to inspire.
The motivation gained from seeing the boss on the touchline, knowing you are in earshot of him is enough to get even an extra 10 percent effort out of someone as lazy at Steve Kabba [sorry Steve].
Therefore, I think it makes perfect sense to have Dick Bate or Martin Hunter, or both, up in the stand looking at the finer points of the game whilst Aidy wildly gesticulates and bawls from below. Afterall, what are Bate and Hunter paid to do precisely? They do a lot of pointing and whispering behind hands, but not a lot else. Malky seems to be chief motivator in Aidy`s absence, which is a good job too after his first abject display of the season.
Abject is just one of the adjectives you could frequently use to describe Jordan Stewart, but thankfully no more after the arrival of Mat Sadler, strangely spelt name was my initial reaction, but after getting over that, I`ve been impressed with the Brummie. He`s a similar build to Jordan Stewart, but that`s where the similarity ends. Sadler doesn`t have the tendency to wander up the touchline, loose the ball then half-heartedly stroll back without a care in the world. His primary attribute is his defending and about time too. Buying a hapless left-winger and sticking him left back was unlikely to ever pay off.
John Eustace has started well by replacing the fans 'favourite`, Gavin Mahon and banishing all memories of our former skipper. That said, both players are of a similar ilk, sloggers in the midfield, the kind that don`t get noticed until they misplace a pass or make a horrific tackle. Our new number eight impressed without catching the eye and that`ll be a solid foundation for a positive career down South. He played a couple of nice balls, but other than that flattered to deceive in Wolves territory, but was the midfield spoiler we needed in our own half when we lost the ball.
Of course, Leigh Bromby set out on the right note, and assist with virtually his first touch of the ball in a Yellow shirt, all be a it a throw-on. I don`t think throw-on is the right word, it was more of a 'missile-on` and Wolves didn`t know how to react. Let`s hope they aren`t the only team this season with a similar fear of a speeding ball. Long, fast throw-on`s aren`t his only strength and in the air Bromby was able to compete amply despite and evident lack of height. Good in the tackle also, I think Mr Boothroyd has unearthed a gem - about time too! It`s been a long time since Matt Spring and co. arrived at the Vicarage.
So, onwards and upwards it is, here`s to three points on Saturday as I make my first away trip since New Years Day, another 3-0 win would be nice too, but I expect a hard game. Bring it on!
Keep the faith,