I picked up a free copy of yesterdays Non League Paper outside the ground after this excuse for entertainment and when I got home looked for something about the Harriers. After getting through such nonentities as the Toolstation Western League and the Moore & Co Solicitors NW Counties League I eventually reached a preview of todays game written by Chris Oldnall of all people.
Quote:
Kidderminster will need to find the killer instinct if they are to make a major impact in the Conference this season.
That's the firm belief of boss Stuart Watkiss who is urging his players on to be more ruthless in front of goal when they entertain a Southport side buoyed by a 3-2 home win over Stevenage last Saturday.
Must have been at the wrong game today then.
In the words of numerous superior fans from such big teams as Bristol Rovers and Oxford Utd in the previous five seasons - "We should be beating crap like this" If SW wants us to be a bit more ruthless in front of goal then he's going to have to start picking more than one recognised striker for a home game. Christie cannot do it all by himself and to have Atieno yet again sat on the bench is no way to get us back playing the likes of Bristol Rovers and Oxford Utd again.
Along with Taiwo on the bench was the new signing from Barnsley, Simon Heslop, and up front with Issey was, erm, Laurie Wilson.
For the first twenty minutes it was all Southport with our lot at sixes and sevens trying to get any kind of real rhythm going. Christie tried his usual ruse of going down in the box to win a penalty but the ref was having none of it and waved it away. Gareth Sheldon saw his free kick stopped by the 'Port keeper Steve Dickinson and that was about it.
We then had the miss of the game, no, the season so far, when Christie missed a sitter from all of twenty four inches from goal.
Just as the half was drawing to a close we had a twelve pass move that pinged around the away goal and achieved totally zilch only for the ball to break free, long balled over defensive heads and land almost at the feet of a clearly offside Steve Daly. Lousy lino ignores all calls and all the evidence as Daly slots it past a hapless John Danby for an un-deserved goal on the stroke of half time.