As you were lads. Nothing has changed.
Harriers are still rock bottom of the league. Gary Whild is still running things while Tim Flowers is taking a back seat. The team still look disorganised with no pattern and no leader on the pitch. Poor teams are still taking us to the cleaners and the fans are even more disenchanted.
Still, at least we're not Torquay, yet. Not until we play Bromley on Tuesday.
It all looked so positive through our rose tinted glasses before the game with the memories of our previous record of five defeats and five draws being blown away at Cambridge. We also had a new full back to look forward too and the better news that Lathaniel Rowe-Turner was 'ill'. We were heading for our first win of the season and at last we could sail up the table.
Apart from the very first minute, when Lincoln could have swept home an opening goal right from the kick off, we looked comfortable on the ball with less hoofing and more of that cultured passing thingy. Sadly we looked good but didn't really test the City keeper Paul Farman although Andre Wright fired across the face of the goal only to see it end up being deflected wide and Gurjit Singh had a chance blocked in the area.
At last the fans spirits were being raised and it looked good until a killer blow, and slack defending, allowed Lincoln to take a surprise lead. Jack Muldoon took the ball into the area and crossed for Alan Power to slam the ball home from close range. Six minutes later and City had doubled the lead.
The ball was sent towards the far post by Luke Waterfall only for Alex Palmer to fumble the ball into the path of Muldoon who slotted it home between a ruck of players from both sides. The Harriers heads dropped and so did the noise from the crowd. Here we go again we all thought.
Wright tried his best to lift us with a shot that was steered over the bar from distance but with the lack of power it probably wouldn't have troubled Farman too much anyway and the half ended with no other action.