Mid-table By Christmas

Weddings aren't supposed to happen in December.

Thus, I reckon I can be forgiven for my absent-mindedness in forgetting I'd been invited to this one, only to be reminded the week before.

A hectic dash to the nearest fixture list ensued, and then came the inevitable crushing blow: Covenry were playing that day. And worse: it was at home, hence I'm effectively throwing away twenty quid by missing it.

A quick peak at the score (I say quick - anyone who's tried to WAP anything knows that 'quick' it is not), before the meal told me it was 1-1. By the time the speeches had finished, we'd drawn 2-2.

Two Ipswich equalisers. More frustration. Although, I didn't feel too bad about missing the game now.

As soon as I returned home I got straight online to see if Chris Coleman's Christmas wish had come true.

"Mid-table by Christmas."

It's been a mantra we've all heard more times than Noddy Holder reminding us that it is indeed Christmas time. Thanks Noddy, but with seasonal paraphernalia spilling from every shop, home, and TV channel, the last thing we need is a crazed Brummy screaming it in our faces.

Now, a mathematician would argue that mid-table in the Championship is somewhere between 12th and 13th place. A football fan, however, would tell you that mid-table in the Championship is anything from 10th to 15th.

So, sitting in 14th, the Sky Blues are just about where Coleman wants them to be.

Now there's a new mantra, for a new goal. And it is simply this:

"January."

A word that's been on the lips of every City fan, and often on the manager too. This season's holy grail, or panacea is perhaps more accurate. Just the mere mention of the word soothes the nerves and calms the mind.

It's of course the transfer window. An opening into new possibilities and dreams. Our stuttering, patched up squad can be transformed into to a fully fledged Championship force, capable of producing the free-flowing, attacking, faultless football that we've all been waiting for!

Never mind that managers are all reluctant to let go of their talent so early in to the season but for hugely over-inflated transfer fees, the likes of which you might as well forget about unless your club's owner's surname is Al-something-or-other. Or unless they can have your star player in return (and he WILL score against us next time we play them).

Forget about all that!

January, your sweet solace is almost upon us...