I lied. When I wrote that the result wouldn’t matter because we are mathematically safe I was sitting in front of my computer and feeling rather philosophical. It did matter while I was watching the game; it always does. I always want Birmingham City to play well and win: they did neither during the first half at Ipswich. I have no idea what the players said to each other in the huddle but it might have helped if one of them had pointed out that, for this game, the opposition were the ones in blue shirts and that they shouldn’t give them the ball. The second half was better than the first: Redmond made a couple of shots that required saves and Burke scored right at the end.
The travelling fans entertained themselves throwing beach balls around, doing the conga and singing songs about Villa and Wolves. The police and stewards that I observed all seemed to be using friendly persuasion rather than confrontation to restrain the ones that got too rowdy so the atmosphere was good humoured. A lot of Blues fans honoured the tradition of wearing fancy dress for the last away game of the season and I’ve added a few pictures to the gallery page.