NCFC 25/26 • Sheffield Wednesday (H)

Well that was... interesting.

Sheffield Wednesday (on Wednesday) under the lights. Seeing as they'd just been relegated by their own neighbours at the weekend, and sooner than any other club has ever been relegated, the hopes were this would be an easy 3 points against a team that must just want this season to be over with.

Toure went down with what looked like a groin injury after ten minutes, which is not ideal for our striker situation given Makama is still out and Sargent has buggered off. But on came Kvistgaarden to hopefully make an impact on the game. Shortly after that Stacey also went down and it was starting to feel like one of those nights that was going to go terribly wrong.

Kvistgaarden has a lovely finish ruled out for offisde, and Fisher had two chances, one with the ball getting tangled up beneath him, and one where he seemed to accidentally kick the ball with his other foot sending it out of play.

We did eventually get a goal, a scrappy affair but they all count. Ahmed had a weak shot saved before Kvistgaarden headed in from about a yard out. Paris Maghoma got the second with a lovely strike into the bottom corner to make it two before half time. Wednesday still seemed up for it but overall we had the game covered.

On 63 minutes though, a most curious thing occurred. Having only come on at the start of the second half, Kvistgaarden was subbed back off, and replaced with...

... centre-back, Jakov Medic.

Cue confusion and laugher from everyone. This is a player who hasn't been playing at centre-back because he's too shit to play at centre-back, playing as a number 9. The ultimate piss take against Wednesday, surely. Several people around questioned what on earth we were watching.

He gave it a good go but it was plain to see he didn't really know what to do. At one point Kenny tried to lay it off to him and he seemed to say no, and Kenny was just laughing.

We needed the amusement frankly as the second half was otherwise quite dreary. With Medic up front it had the air of a testimonial about it. It was clear we were down a few players and with a 2-0 lead there was no need to do anything but see the game out. Medic gave it some with the fist pumps in front of the Barclay at full time, and it'll surely be a fun anecdote and pub quiz question one day.

Fair play to the Wednesday fans who have been totally fucked by their ownership but still followed their team midweek after they'd been relegated, and sang loudly throughout the game. They even earned a ripple of applause of respect from around the ground in the 92nd minute while singing how they love the club. Hopefully they find new owners and can begin to sort themselves out for the future soon.