BFC 1 - CCFC 2

"Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet."

Winston Wolfe, Pulp Fiction.

Top of the league, 6 points from 2 games. What's not to like? Well here goes:

The Tykes had three great chances to score in 11 minutes before we scored with our first attack. Westwood once again our saved our defence's blushes. Individually the back four look strong but Dann and Fox have a tendency to linger on the ball which can leave them caught in possession in very dangerous positions.

Westwood saved us at the death when with 10 men Barnsley pushed for an equaliser. Indeed without Westwood we could easily be bottom with no points.

As the Barnsley programme pointed out - we have kept only one clean sheet away from home in 20 league games (and that was at Southampton for a draw).

Gunnarson looked solid at right back but Mifsud's defensive cover work (apart from a sensational run into our box for a clearing header) was suspect. Sadly not much long-throwing in evidence. In Aron's absence Tabb played in the middle alongside Beuzelin (or Gollum Buzlun as the Barnsley PA garbled his name). Boozy hasn't yet got the pace of the Championship - he doesn't have as much time as he thinks and can get robbed too easily. Tabb took the first half to get into the swing of working alongside Boozy , allowing Boozy to sit deep and coming forward himself.

Gray will drive us mad with his inconsistency. He was instrumental in our first goal, showing (don't faint) bravery and persistence down the left to get the ball out to Freddie. Our second goal involved Gray in a great interchange with Freddie from which Gray took the ball onto his right foot about 12 yards out and planted it (the ball not his right foot) beyond the keeper at the far post. However he was guilty of an inexcusably bad cross. Having been released by Freddie he stormed down the left with Clinton and Mifsud roaring in through the middle and right. So he hit it miles beyond them toward the right corner-flag.

This highlights our major weakness as a team - not being able to kill a game when in a dominant position. After Hume was rightly sent off (and with sub McKenzie on crossing the ball much more accurately from the left) we had several good chances to shut the game down, all spurned.

Enough of the misery - we won! And this leads me to the reason to be optimistic that this season's early burst of league-toppery will not have the same outcome as last season's. In Freddie Eastwood we have the best play-making centre-forward I've seen play for us. He looks so strong and assured on the ball that you can believe that it doesn't matter if we concede a goal because we will always score. And Morrison isn't bad either.