Sheffield Wednesday 0-0 Leeds United: Steel

Perhaps the referee dictated the kits worn in this match should reflect the mood.

Leeds United recently proposed a new third kit the colour of summer skies, with sponsors logos like gentle clouds too young to have learned yet about rain, but this was not the day for imagining Ezgjan Alioski chasing rainbows in a field of corn.

This was Sheffield, and it was raining, and while the city might be famous for its knives and forks, the great factory in Hunslet were Leeds City's predecessors got their start has just as strong a claim to steel work of a less delicate kind, hammered into streets up and down the country to guide heavy trams full of people. Our owls are better looking, too, and backed up by peacocks, so who would dispute Leeds United's dark grey kit beneath a dark grey sky, on a day of dark grey omens.

Garry Monk was once strawberry blonde, but now he's greyberry, like one found rotting in a fridge. He should not have beaten Marcelo Bielsa's Leeds United twice last season: that was wrong. After this game, Bielsa was asked to speak about the political protests in Chile, where he was national team manager and is revered as a national icon. His eloquent reply will have weight in Santiago that it's hard to imagine in Sheffield, while waiting for him to get back to nitpicking questions about starting Pat Bamford ahead of Eddie Nketiah. Garry Monk, meanwhile, is more likely to be asked about why Middlesbrough were angrily scanning his old work laptop after he'd gone, and to reply that he only wants to focus on the job, and the group, and the next game.

Whatever it is that Monk does works, though, to an extent; we saw that when he was manager of Leeds, and when he managed Birmingham City for their two wins over us last season. He set his Sheffield Wednesday team up with a mixture of practicality and witchcraft designed to thwart Leeds a third time.