Former Celta Vigo winger Ikechi Anya put Watford ahead in the 71st minute with a 25-yard effort. Bradford equalised with six minutes remaining when the hosts failed to clear a long ball into the area and Kyel Reid lashed home. And, with the game heading to extra time, Thompson drilled home the winner to put the Championship side out.
Watford raced into an early lead through Troy Deeney but were pegged back by James Hanson’s strike as the Bantams proved more than a match for their hosts in the opening stages. But Marvin Sordell’s 10th goal of the campaign sent Sean Dyche’s men in with the half-time advantage before Forsyth’s double secured their place in the fourth round, despite Nahki Wells’ late consolation.
This is how games against lower division opposition are supposed to pan out, of course, but we’ve made it look considerably harder than this in the past. From the opening minutes when Marvin Sordell made space for a cross far too easily and Troy Deeney headed in unmarked at the far post, this was never in doubt.
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Scott Fitzgerald’s fourth goal of the season gave Watford a deserved victory against their fellow Division One strugglers. The Hornets dominated but had to wait until the 61st minute for the breakthrough when Fitzgerald converted Micah Hyde’s cross.
It would be very easy indeed to get carried away by this most comprehensive of victories. We shouldn’t, for it is impossible to escape the fact that Bradford were utter drivel, barely bothering to turn up for a match that quickly became almost farcical. Before kickoff, you looked over to the Vic Road end to pick out a few meagre handfuls of away supporters, clustered like flea-bitten regulars around the bar of a particularly dingy, long-forgotten backstreet pub. After kickoff, you realised that travelling hundreds of miles to watch such a sorry bunch might not come top of your things-to-do list either. They were simply dreadful.
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Having wasted a large chunk of a beautiful Good Friday on this thoroughly grey, tedious match, you’ll have to forgive me if I’m unwilling to do the same with an equally glorious Saturday. It was very dull indeed – a game of no real importance, with no serious attempt made to keep up the illusion – and we’ve all got better things to do with our time. I can hear the Hoover calling me as I type….
There I was chatting to some familiar faces in the crowd, looking around to see which other familiar faces I could see, when I remembered that I perhaps better look at the players warming up and see who was playing. “This is odd,” I thought, “There’s a few faces I don’t recognise”. Then I looked around to see if I could work out who wasn’t playing. No Gayle (not too surprising), no Noble (slightly surprising), no Gifton (surprising), no Hyde (absolutely flabbergasting). I had heard nothing of injuries to Hyde, Gifton and Noble. Conspiracy theories ran riot. Had Noble gone back to Arsenal? What on earth was happening?
The team was announced with numbers from 1 to 16, in direct conflict to the numbers they had on their shorts. This resulted in Hughes wearing shirt number 4 with shorts numbered 10, and Helguson in shirt number 10 wearing shorts with number 18.