Well that's three straight wins to them, and each time we have been much the 
better team - this reflects more on how generally poor Town are than how good 
we are. But its a real pain in the arse to have them singing "can we play you 
every week" as we leave.

The only change was the FA enforced Beckford for Becchio. With Grella getting a 
place on the bench.

It was a rough and tumble local derby, a load of dubious stuff let go by the 
ref, a load of robust stuff thrown in by both teams. Precious little skill on 
either side. We were exactly what we all feared when we lost Beckford - 
toothless, static and more or less pedestrian, no penetration - the only speed 
in our team came when Delph or Robinson ran with the ball. 

Town were much better in the first half than they were in the second. They came 
out of the traps really up for it and we had all on holding our side up. The 
defence came under a lot of pressure. Dickinson was run absolutely ragged by 
their fast right winger - to be honest he didn't even look like a third 
division defender in this game. He had no idea where to be when this kid had 
the ball, whether to step up, close him down, move him down the outside, or 
backpeddle - whatever he did the kid beat him. Meanwhile in the middle Marques 
spent the first twenty minutes trying to get to grips with their centre forward 
who was big strong and good in the air. After a while Rui got on terms but it 
was a close run thing when the guy almost broke through once or twice.

Meanwhile we had almost nothing to offer going forward. Snodgrass had the 
occasional flash but it came to nothing. We had one good opening before they 
scored, when a crossfield ball and a neat bit of play between Trundle and 
Snodgrass left Snod through on goal on the right of the box, but his shot was 
comfortably saved.

Town came down the right, for once Dickinson was in the prime position for the 
bouncing ball, but he dallied and the winger nipped in. This brought some last 
ditch tackling which conceeded a corner, on their right. Swung in - free header 
for the big centre half around 7 or 8 yards out, dead centre - he buried it. 
Caspar no chance. Dreadful defending. 15 minutes gone. 

Robbo was furious and did loads of shouting at our defence. His blood was 
obviously up cos a minute later when we got a free kick but their fellow 
wouldn't return the ball, Robbo did everything but deck the guy. The ref 
stepped in and had a word. The next 10 minutes were scrappy to say the least. 
As the half wore on we had a couple of very good efforts - Robbo took the ball 
down the left, cut inside (as he did every single time) and hit a bullet that 
rose, beating the keeper, but coming back off the bar. The second came shortly 
after that (I can't remember who took the shot) made the keeper make a smart 
save after a good move.

The truth was that Town were much more resolute in getting the challenges in in 
midfield. We were lightweight there. Delph was trying and he did the tracking 
and covering but we hardly ever got him on the ball. Douglas was almost 
invisible. Robbo and Snodgrass had a few flurries but they really weren't 
involved in the mix. Apart from our being outfought in the middle the second 
problem was the complete lack of options for the man on the ball. The forwards 
moved with all the grace, speed and enthusiam of two of the bigger lumps at 
Stonehenge. It was embarrassing how often and how quickly the ball bounced back 
off those two. Yes Becchio won a few in the air (a few more than Trundle) but 
to what effect? Where the ball goes off his head is anyone's guess.

At the end of the half their right winger went down injured and didn't come out 
for the second. This was a big let off for Dickinson. 

Grayson really must have given them a rocket at half time. We reckoned we'd 
have Howson on sharpish to beef up the middle - taking Becchio or Trundle off 
and push Snodgrass up front. Within five minutes we'd taken Hughes off (he had 
been shite - but I don't know if he was injured) with Howson coming on and 
Douglas moving to right back - where to his credit he looked more comfortable 
than Hughes. He did at least support down the right and get some decent crosses 
in.

Howson and Delph now pushed Huddersfield back just by being more athletic and 
eager. They both got stuck in. 10 minutes after coming on Howson missed our 
best chance when he got up unmarked 8 yards out to head Douglas' cross wide, 
from the centre of the goal. Bad miss - should have scored.

People were getting itchy about Delph and Robbo trying to do too much on the 
ball but there was nothing in front of them. I admit to getting the same way 
about Snodgrass and his inability to put a cross in first time, or after he's 
beaten his man, instead having to go back and have two or three more efforts at 
going round his man...before losing it...but that's crossing the thing - you 
want it in the box where stuff happens, not being dragged back and forth under 
your heel and other cute tricks EVERY TIME.

We increased the pressure, a dead ball by their box resulted in a downward 
header from Naylor which came out off the far post. This was on about 75 
minutes and you began to think it was never going to happen.

Soon after we took Trundle off and brought Grella on. He never really got much 
of a look in. He looked like a boy amongst men. Like a young Alan Smith. We had 
another couple of half chances, we huffed and puffed around the box. Had a 
shout for a penalty. Town had spent the whole half doing all the time wasting 
they could. They could have had a second right at the death when they worked a 
good one-on-one for one of their lads but Caspar pulled off a really good save.

In the last 5 minutes we took Rui off and put Lubo on up front. Aimed loads of 
balls at him but I don't think he won any.

We hit the wood work twice. Their keeper was man of the match. They get the 
three points. Job done FA.

ANGKERGREN - didn't do too much wrong - decent saves, came for a few crosses 
and got them - reasonable distribution.

HUGHES - played one of his usual, straight to touch balls, and the crowd sang 
"that is why you're staying down" - we joined in

MARQUES - had a tough game against a big strong forward, but he got stuck in 
and gave as good as he got

NAYLOR - again the pick of the back 4 - solid, dogged, covered other's lapses 
pretty well - unlucky not to score

DICKINSON - nowhere at all in the first half - ripped to shreds by their winger 
- was lucky the guy was injured at half time and so had less to struggle 
against - distribution still woeful all match

SNODGRASS - one of our better hopes going forward - couple of half chance - but 
bloody infuriating in his unwillingness to CROSS THE BLOODY THING

DOUGLAS - much more influential when at right back - which is odd - never got 
to grips with the Town midfield in the first half

DELPH - one man centre midfield for 50 minutes - some nice touches but guilty 
of ove indulgence (understandable given that there was nothing happening in 
front of him)

ROBINSON - this really seemed to matter to him - loads of effort - similar 
problem to Delph in that there was often nowhere to go with the ball...should 
go down the outside sometimes, even if only for a different view

TRUNDLE - barely noticed him - bollocks really

BECCHIO - noticed him loads - still bollocks though - as the ball bounced of 
him again and again...he really put loads of effort in but is that enough...I 
mean if I got called up I'd try really hard...

Subs

Howson - made a big difference - put us ten yards further forward - should have 
scored

Grella - barely got a kick

Michalik - last throw of a dice

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20 000 - only there to watch the Leeds - but did they care..?

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Ref - rubbish...

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Grayson - its not as easy as it looks is it...

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