Leicester 1-1 Villa. Jan 8th.
A very creditable away draw was achieved in the first leg of our League Cup semifinal, a fixture some of us had been dreading after our recent 4-1 humbling by Leicester at Villa Park. Our aim was to remain in the tie after the first leg, code language really for not conceding more than a two goal deficit, so a draw was a great result.
We were one up at halftime after a sweeping attack ended with Guilbert nudging in from close range, quite what our right back was doing in Leicester’s six yard box nobody knows, but neither do we care. It almost got better when Konsa hit the bar with a close range header from a corner, but one nil after forty five minutes was more than acceptable, we’d played well.
The second half saw Leicester come out of their shell and they socked it to us, waves of attacks from them, lots of defending by us. We were repelling them effectively, Nyland making several good saves, until we decided to press the self destruct button on 70 minutes, gifting them a goal with a sloppy loss of possession in our own half. That was the end of the scoring, Villa continuing to defend heroically while offering nothing to speak of in attack, Mings the man of the match with stalwart defending and continued marshalling of the troops around him, he was excellent.
The second leg is well primed, if we can conjure a performance beyond our standard fare and Leicester have an off night, we could be at Wembley. This is nosebleed territory.
We were one up at halftime after a sweeping attack ended with Guilbert nudging in from close range, quite what our right back was doing in Leicester’s six yard box nobody knows, but neither do we care. It almost got better when Konsa hit the bar with a close range header from a corner, but one nil after forty five minutes was more than acceptable, we’d played well.
The second half saw Leicester come out of their shell and they socked it to us, waves of attacks from them, lots of defending by us. We were repelling them effectively, Nyland making several good saves, until we decided to press the self destruct button on 70 minutes, gifting them a goal with a sloppy loss of possession in our own half. That was the end of the scoring, Villa continuing to defend heroically while offering nothing to speak of in attack, Mings the man of the match with stalwart defending and continued marshalling of the troops around him, he was excellent.
The second leg is well primed, if we can conjure a performance beyond our standard fare and Leicester have an off night, we could be at Wembley. This is nosebleed territory.
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