Ipswich Town fan Russell Claydon hails the end of the Watford hoodoo

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MICHAEL Chopra’s late winner at Vicarage Road on Tuesday night was our Sergio Aguero moment.

The Blue Army, wherever they were, whatever they were doing, dropped everything and began bellowing like cavemen (and women) in joyous celebration.

We’ve never done a Poznan before, but this sure seemed like a good time to give one a go. One texter to BBC Radio Suffolk even suggested the urge to suddenly dispense of his outer garments and run through the streets of Grundisburgh – and most of us were up for making it into a conga!

To those who didn’t know their Frans Thijssen’s from their Arnold Muhren’s, or their A14’s from their A12’s, it may have appeared we’d completely lost the plot.

Here we were, a mere two games into the new season, celebrating as if it had culminated already with promotion to the Premier League via a last-gasp winner at Watford.

But what they wouldn’t have realised was for Town fans Chopra’s 90th-minute strike had lifted the monkey of all monkeys off our backs. We’d waited 16 games over eight-and-a-half-years to banish our bogey team. And what made it even sweeter was, as far as we knew, this Ipswich Town only gave away late winners.

Four points out of the first two games against sides expecting to be around the top six is a good start, considering the downscaling of outlay on players.

Six of the starting 11 were under 23 against Blackburn and Watford. And for a nice change, it looked like we wanted it.

Luke Hyam, whose absence at the tail end of last season was often mentioned in bemusement in this column, has been a revelation in the engine room, particularly against Rovers’ Murphy and Etuhu.

For now, the kids are certainly all right. But, like Jewell, I’m not getting carried away. The squad is still threadbare and before the sound of the Watford hoodoo bubble bursting, the methodical tick, tock of the transfer window clock was audible as Steve Davis became another who got away.

Four new players (a central defender, central midfielder, winger and striker) need to arrive or the harsh winter of reality will soon descend.

A trip to Blackpool on Saturday provides another stern test of our credentials, but there is nothing like confidence to push you along.

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