Simon Wright reviews the evening events at St Andrews.
Tonight, Hereford tried their best against an expensive-looking lot of Bluenoses. Although there was often an element of little brother swinging wildly at thin air while big brother kept out of range, the Fourth Division sides passing was at times sweet. Blues were frankly lazy in the second half and perhaps were slightly fortunate to avoid extra time. It's a curiosity of modern day Cup football that home supporters pour out ten minutes before the final whistle with the outcome still in doubt. They were convinced the game was won and didn't consider that their side was worth applauding at the end. Meanwhile, the "losing" team received a generous and prolonged standing ovation.
What Surprised Me
The lack of open turnstiles to deal with visiting supporters. Blues must have known how many were travelling.
Being "asked" to turn out my pockets by a steward. I did object, albeit fairly feebly. I've not experienced that since Stamford Bridge in the 1980's.
The size of the Bluenose "choir" in the Second Half. They were gathering like moths around a light bulb for the crack and..
The noise levels were higher than I imagined though that was from a seat in the middle of the away end. The other goal looked very quiet.
That Birmingham City players barely bothered to celebrate their goals. It was something of a throwback to the days of Stanley Matthews and "top hole, old chap."
Lionel Ainsworth - First time I'd seen him in action and my, I'm very impressed. Just the sort of quick and direct crowd pleaser Edgar Street needs. Slightly silly first name but you can't have everything.
The generally hands-off approach of club stewarding. They are normally, shall I say, more in your face, tense and nervous looking for a reaction.
How long before we heard the first chant of "sheepshaggers"? Come on boys, speed it up a bit…
What didn't Surprise Me
The affable nature of Herefordians. Always such good company and marvelous to see so many at an away game.
The £3.50 programme – another money-making stunt from the Bluenoses.
Being home by ten past ten – though it was most welcome.