Well, I’m glad I lit the lucky candle this time, otherwise we’d have lost again. As it was, the candle saved us a point as we scrabbled to a draw which was sadly devoid of decent chances for City. Some would say that Wolves deserved to win, and I’d agree that Basso had to make a couple of excellent saves, and that they had a good shout for a penalty near the end, but I think a draw was probably about right. Our Man of the Match was deemed to be Steve Brooker, who certainly looked determined and energetic, but it’s a rather sad reflection on our recent form that the MotM award goes to a striker who not only failed to score, but failed even to force their keeper to make a save.

We got very excited to hear that both Stoke and Hull were losing at half time, but that couldn’t last. Stoke won and Hull drew, which, combined with West Brom’s draw with Watford later in the day, banished City to a precarious third place. Frankly, if we hold on to that we’ll have done well. BUT we’re off to Stoke on Saturday, where a win for (our) City MAY put the cat among the pigeons.

Elsewhere on the sporting scene, I thoroughly enjoyed watching the Masters, but it wasn’t a classic. Trevor Immelman won it, quite easily in the end, with Tiger Woods not really firing on all cylinders, and the English challenge from Casey, Poulter and Rose amounting to not very much at all. But it is great to watch, and I love the way it comes around every year to herald the start of a glorious summer of golf.