, Neville, Heitinga (Rodwell), Gueye (Coleman), Osman, Bilyaletdinov, Beckford (Vellios)
Six games unbeaten going into this one, and if I am honest I thought the run ends today. We always seem to trip ourselves up against shit teams, and to be fair Blackburn are a shit team.
On the other hand the last few seasons have shown us that the Blues are the form side when the New Year comes, and this season frustratingly for us Blues has been no different, if only once again springs to mind.
Moyesy kept faith with the eleven that started and did so well against Wolves last week, to be fair he probably had no other option. The all changed though when after fifteen minutes Johnny H stretched too much to intercept a ball, pulled his hamstring and had to be replaced by Jack the Lad.
The first half was really nothing to write home about, so I shall fast forward to around 4pm, when the teams ran out for the second period. A few choice words were probably ringing in the lads ears from Moyesy, something on the lines of these are shite, and if we up our game by 10% we can take all the points.
It took only ten minutes or so of the second half for that to come to fruition when Ossie blasted his shot from the angle of the Park End box into the Park End net, Robinson did not even move.
It was one way traffic, and for a side staring the trap door of relegation in the face, they never troubled Tim Howard or his goal much. Maggie got another hour of top flight footy under his belt, and he left to applause ringing in his ears as he was replaced by Seamus. The hundred or so Irish Blues over on a jolly that were sat by me in the Upper Bullens when ape shit to welcome theirs and our young hero onto the pitch.
Within minutes he was off down the right, and minutes later when he cut into the box he was upended by a Blackburn defender to win the Blues a penalty.
Bainsey stepped up with shouts of 'give it to Hibbo' ringing in his ears, and duly planted his spot kick to Robinson's left and fired the Blues 2-0 up.
The game petered out, Blackburn offering nothing apart from a golden Pedersen chance that he fluffed, and the Blues were happy to let the clock tick down and put another three points in the bag.
No great movers today, Jags was a bit under par, as was Billy but the rest did their jobs well. Ossie stood head and shoulders though above them all, scoring one and being involved with everything that moved in the middle of the park.
Three points in the bag, manure next week, and I know Moyesy has discounted Europe, but you just never know.
Well played lads, enjoy the weekend, I will.
