Lincoln 2 Scunthorpe 0 Fairhurst Wades in A Brace
He was quality at Doncaster Rovers, he was quality at Macc, until the injury set-back, but now Fairhurst is starting to deliver at Lincoln at just the right time. Oh yes, the Lincoln City aristocrats continued to pile on the style at Sincil Bank, with the former Macclesfield Striker showing his silky skills at last in the red and white of the Mighty Imps. Simmo’s six foot soldiers look like a side who are in it to win it with the return of the Lincolnshire County just part of the plan. Fairhurst’s quality brace took the headlines but in truth the passing and movement was top rate again with Nolan and Wright widening the smiles of those who adore and adorn the red and white stripes of Lincoln City,,,,the County club!
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Tues 30th July, ko 7.00 pm
Att 918 ( 742 Imps 176 from The Iron)
Scorers Fairhurst 27 & 67
The Teams & Schemes
Gray Brown Foster Newton
Sheridan Fairhurst Tomlinson
58′ D/S Boyce on for Foster & Wright on for Dixon, 73 Jordan on for Gray, 78 Robinson on for Sheridan
Boyce, Robinson, Wright, Jordan, Rowe
Ribeiro Waterfall Howe Grayson
Adelakan McAllister, Hornsey, Bateson J Wootton
70′ Burdett on for Adelakan, 88′ Smythe on for Bateson
GK Weaver, 14 Smythe, 17 Burdett, 18 Cowling, 19 Hare
But To the game fellow fans, to the game…………………..
A very tentative opening twenty minutes was limited to the middle third as five took on five in a hugely congested midfield. Enter Wade Fairhurst, with a brilliant 20 yard bullet into the bottom left to give The Imps a 26 minute lead. Receiving a threaded ball from the cunning Nolan he turned to craft a crashing, curling effort just inside the far post.
This forced the visitors to open up a little with some carpet football from both sides. This gave Lincoln the freedom to play their passing game, Sheridan pranced and Nolan danced, again he was the very heartbeat we have oh so long needed in the side. That said the end product was being snuffed out with the classy Waterfall and Howe doing a number on Dixon and Fairhurst’s probing runs from deep. Full-backs Grayson and Ribeiro were also wise to the runs of Sheridan and Newton, a flying full-back always keen to overlap.
The match took on something of an exhibition nature as opposed to the fiery contest we had hoped for. Even the initially vociferous Iron fans had ceased the banter, numbed perhaps by the inactivity on their part. Brian Laws face was darker than the gathering clouds and his young side responded flying into the challenges. A fearsome drive from Wootton looked a leveller until Farman pulled off a magnificent reaction save.
The Imps football was a treat, the triangles neat and almost always to feet until that all-important final ball that is, which always seemed to elude us, or saw a timely challenge from a very cohesive Iron back four. In truth we lacked the pace of Yussuf and the invention of Rowe and Power despite dominating possession, but the passion from both sides certainly saw some well timed and full-blooded challenges going in.
The Imps kick off and continue to dominate. Simmo then injects the much needed pace as Wright comes on for Dixon and Boyce comes on for Foster. Almost immediately the ploy delivers as Wright roasts their right and centres. Fairhurst powers through but his initial goalbound effort is blocked by a combination of Howe and keeper Severn. The poacher follows up to sweep home sweetly.
Scunthorpe rally for the sake of pride to win a corner that Wootton (J) heads over. Burdett then comes on Adelakun and quick to heal Jordan replaces Gray. McAllister fizzes a free-kick just over the bar as the derby passion ignites into an end to end affair. The Iron are indeed enjoying a purple patch as Bateson but a yard the wrong side of Farman’s post. Smythe is thrown on for Batson with five minutes to go, but the Imps play keep ball to close out the game with at least three 20 pass moves.
To Boston and the unveiling of the new kit on community Saturday then. Why the cross of Impdom is stirring the soul like St George the standard bearer himself. And then it will be the trip to Woking, with the Six-foot soldiers ushering in an era of scoring scoring Lincoln judging by the hot-shots Simmo has assembled.
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