Sit Down

ITFC 1-0 Leicester 1st March 2013

Dad inside Planet Blue deciding which strip to buy for Alex, youngest grandson and youngest nephew. In the end we brought both. 

Sir Bobby would approve.

Dad was over from Ireland for the weekend and attending his first game at Portman Road for three seasons. The fear of relegation raised its ugly head again as we are being dragged back towards the drop zone by recent results mainly from the chasing pack. With visitors Leicester pushing for promotion I have to admit that I wasn't overly confident of getting anything from the game, but how good it is to be wrong sometimes. 

Luckily there was no David Nugent in the Leicester side.

The match was played out like a good drama, the plot laid out in the first half, the villain being identified midway through the second and then punished by our hero before a nail biting finale.
Although probably not a classic from a neutral viewpoint I thought it was one of the best games at Portman Road this season, Ipswich showed plenty of hard work, endeavour and team spirit, we didn't allow the Foxes any freedom to play their game and Kasper Schmeichel was the busier keeper.
City however missed the best chance of the match in the second half when Harry Kane intercepted a poor back pass from Luke Chambers only to put his shot wide of the goal when he looked odds on to score. The outcome was decided by a cool and classy finish from David McGoldrick, his chance came about following an earlier incident between Wes Morgan and Town sub Daryl Murphy. Still very wound up after a booking for protesting to much (the Foxes skipper claimed Murphy had elbowed him and felt very aggrieved making his feelings known to the ref). The Leicester man then seemed to loose the plot along with his bearings and allowed Murphy to dispossess him far too easily just inside his own half, Murphy then passed the ball to McGoldrick who made light work of a difficult chance. Having been booed for his theatrics the home fans took great delight cheering as Morgan stood head in hands while the town players celebrated in front of the SBR stand, he knew he'd f****d up!
We had to defend quite a bit as the visitors pushed for an equaliser but to no avail and it was me and dad celebrating an unexpected three points afterwards in The Greyhound and later The Bell (although I paid the price on Sunday, enough said).

I wasn't the only negative one then!

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Sit Down by James - we sat in the SBR upper as dad didn’t fancy standing for the whole ninety minutes in the lower tier.