Rovers lost heavily the day I was born, but with my last six birthday matches all at home and unbeaten I was hoping it would prove a lucky number seven against Fleetwood.
I need not have worried, as Fleetwood, who traditionally can’t hold a candle to us, were poor, and, much like my cake looked a tier too high. Indeed, the only bright thing about them was their kit.
Opting for 4-4-2, Rovers were at them from the first minute and despite several changes, gave the appearance of a settled team. Alex Kiwomwa was on the end of a fine passing move for his, and Rovers, first goal; great to see after his long injury lay-off. Also on the score sheet for the first time was Tom Anderson with a gift from Fleetwood’s goalkeeper following John Marquis’ parried free-kick.
It was great to be present as Rovers played good football throughout with James Coppinger, Tommy Rowe and Alfie Beestin producing passes that cut through the visitors at will, and even when things went wrong they still capitalised.
A seemingly wasted free-kick in which the ball somehow rebounded backwards off Coppinger; led to the third goal. Coppinger chased it back, bluffed Fleetwood;s entire left side with a deft turn (do Fleetwood have scouts?) before feeding Rowe to cross for Anderson to double his tally.
In all 3-0 flattered Fleetwood, though they did get more cards than me. Still the crowd were entertained, which was the icing on the cake.
by John Turner