Wolves 1-0, what a child of 2 knows and City fans keep forgetting

Wolves 1 Cardiff a big fat zero.

By the age of 2 and a half every child learns the truth about life: it ain’t fair.

And no it ain’t. 

It's just that Cardiff fans keep forgetting this. So here is the latest reminder.

What does he know that those below keep forgetting?

Having weathered the Wolves storm in the first half Solskjaer did his bit of fiddling and made us more competitive in the second, well, ok we actually looked as if we had turned up in the second half.

Before that Wolves, when they weren’t kicking the ball, which was most of the time, should have been kicking themselves. They should have scored a few times. Cardiff rode their luck and the ball rode the wood work.

As Wolves were playing a team that weren't going to bother closing them down they enjoyed the freedom to practice their training ground routines. They could also have enjoyed a quiet cuppa and a chat about the weather.

With the second half changes came chances.  Maybe Kenwynne should have added to his tally.

But with the 90 minutes up the score remained at a satisfactory 0-0. Many Wolves fans were already driving out of the ground or queuing for the bus grumbling that life just ain't fair. The game was fizzling out with the promise of the referee blowing his whistle holding any promise of excitement.

It was then that the three year old’s cries could be heard from Molineux to Canton, (Canton just past the Castle, not the other Canton.) Hudson, the most reliable man in the known Universe, sliced a clearance. The Gods ensured the ball would hit the post and somehow trickle over the line. We were one minute into injury time. One minute! Hudson! Slicing a ball! Hitting the post! Going in. How unlucky is that?

Wolves 1 nil.

My view of these three matches, (Wolves and Fulham away with Norwich at home), was that we would be ok to get 3 points across the lot and feel smugly pleased with ourselves if we took 5 or more.

Please, let no one think that Fulham are down and out simply because they are lying flat on their backs at the bottom of the ocean like a dead, ancient whale. These are early days. They have some good players and will be driven on by a tough minded, experienced manager.

With Norwich clearly contenders to win the championship let’s now say at least 3 points from the next two games, but four would be good, any more would be worth a major celebration.

But there again, life just ain’t fair.