Do you remember that season in which we only won four times? We’ve now won almost twice that number of games in a row. Truly, these are momentous times for City.
Jon Walters was drafted into the squad and loan signing Marshall was given a start as City faced York, their entire club lifted by the news that Bootham Crescent is safe for the forseeable future. The Tigers lined up: Myhill; Marshall, Joseph, Delaney, Dawson; France, Ashbee, Green, Elliott; Allsopp, Burgess.
The first half did not see too many chances created, as City attacked the South Stand in difficult conditions – blustery winds combining with a curiously bald-looking pitch, and although City puffed and panted they could not break down a resilient York defence. So let’s just forget the whole thing, and skip to the second half.
City piled forwards to the North Stand, home to a creditable 1,400 or so from York – though perhaps “piled” is not the correct term. The game was most certainly an even affair, thanks to the conditions and York’s tenacity. In fact, the opening goal took most by surprise, yet it was a peach when it arrived. Burgess neatly controlled the ball and fed it through to Allsopp, who toe-ended the ball past the onrushing keeper to open the scoring.
York’s reply was instant, and frustrating. City have now conceded sixteen goals at home this season, the majority of them soft, and this was no exception. A cross from the right found Nogan completely unmarked, and his neat header beat Nogan. On came Walters, and back came the Tigers – on 74 minutes, Green fed Marshall, and his superb cross was headed in at the near post by Walters.
A nervy final minutes were safely negotiated for a priceless victory. A far from fluent performance, but three crucial points considering the series of defeats our nearest contenders suffered. That’s now seven in a row – the champagne is not yet on ice, but we can at least contemplate purchasing it.