Cod Almighty | Match Stats
Tuesday 27 August 2024
League Cup
Grimsby Town 1 McJannet (18)
Sheffield Wednesday 5 Ugbo (53), J Lowe (54), Paterson 72, 81), Pol Valentin (90+3)
Wee Janet and Harvey were as staunch as staunch could be in the circumstances, there are only so many fingers you can put in the dyke, but Khouri was the only consistent competitor in that muddled middle when Wednesday took off their hanky and arose from the beach.
There's a fine line between calm and complacent. Professor Yaffle is pleased with how things are developing in pre-season:
"The fact they had to bring on their big boys to beat us was a feather in our cap. But the lads worked their socks off and, in the end, Championship quality tells. It was disappointing to lose, as it always is, but I was pleased with our performance."
You know it's a shame he wasn't born in Berne as that would make him a Swiss Rohl. The Teutonic Tyke was stereotypically efficient in setting out the facts, just the facts.
"We spoke before the game that both teams would have the right attitude to play, but the difference to win this type of game was the speed and tempo. We spoke at half-time about the areas we had to attack better than we did in the first half. We made a lot of back passes and weren't fast enough. It was much, much better in the second half and this was a good result for us. We did our homework for the game."
We are what we are, and if we don't know that by now we are deluding ourselves. The wings are woefully weak, defensively and attackingly, whilst the formation manages to have the players both too close together and too far apart at the same time.
Wednesday, eventually, did what they should have done and Town could not cope individually or collectively with power and pace. Nothing new there, nothing unexpected. There were moments to hang your hat of hope on. When the game was slow Town were competitive, especially when Rose still had some puff left in his cheeks.
Moments.
We were ants stompled by giants.
Utterly terrible when playing at Town's pace, ineffably atrocious, an embarrassment to their division, but these day-trippers were big teasers, they let us get half the way there. It took them half the game to find out, and boy, did we find out they'd found us out. How? They just did everything quicker.
Why? Das Boss watched the game and told them to attack the full-backs. Hey, Danny boy, we could have told you that if only you'd asked.
Sheffield Wednesday: bigger, stronger, faster, better in bucketloads. I tell you what, they'd definitely have a decent stab at automatic promotion. From our division.
Went through the motions. It sounded like support, but was this anything more than performative noise?
Mr M Collet
We finally get a homer and all that did was keep the score down. Come back for a league game lad, we could do with the help. Five bonus points for trolling the Owls with an artfully contrived non-penalty decision: 12:679
They can run fast, Town can't
In a word: squashed
Town: Eastwood, Warren, McJannet, Rodgers, Hume (Carson 73) Green (Ainley 67), Khouri, McEachran, Svanborsson (Barrington 60), Rose (Wilson 67), Vernam (Gardner 73)
Subs not used: Wright, Cass, Cribb, Brown
Booked: Hume, Carson
Sheffield Wednesday: Charles, Johnson, Famewo (Bernard 78), Ihiekwe, Palmer, Kobacki, Fusire (Pol Valentin h-t), Chalobah (Bannon 62), Paterson, Ugbo (Windass 62), McNeill (J Lowe h-t)
Subs not used: Beadle, Hall, Ingelsson, M Lowe
Booked: Ihiekwe