Full time: Manchester City 2-0 Hull City

And it's two home wins from two for Manchester City. Manuel Pellegrini shakes hands with Steve Bruce on the touchline, a slightly sheepish look on his face. His team just about deserved their win - they simply had too much quality up front - but by God Hull made them work for that. A magnificent performance from the visitors, who were 14-1 shots and on a different day could have nicked that. But as things stand, City go second in the table, at least for a couple of hours - and Joe Hart clocks off without having got into any more trouble. Not perfect for the Citizens, then, but a good enough day nonetheless.

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90 min +2: The second minute-sized parcel of extra amusement flies by without incident.

90 min +1: There will be three added minutes of this. Nothing much occurs in the first bonus batch of 60 seconds.

90 min: GOAL!!! Manchester City 2-0 Hull City (Toure)

... whips a ball up over the wall and batters it into the top-left corner. The ball pings off the underside of the bar, to add to the aesthetic pleasure. Hull even had someone on the line, but the ball was whistling goalward at such a speed that Elmohamady had no chance of stopping it.

89 min: A free kick to Man City, just to the left of the Hull D. The ref faffs around for ages. Then eventually he blows his whistle, Yaya Toure steps up, and ...

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87 min: Manchester City are hanging on here! Livermore shuttles a ball down the middle into the home side's box. Graham can't quite control the pass, which catches in his feet. The ball's slipped out to the right, then hoicked back in, allowing Hart to punch nervously clear. The home support are making noise, but it's a sucking sound, as they work away nervously on their teeth.

86 min: The home support aren't counting their chickens. A ball's wheeched into the area from the Hull right. Graham meets it with his head, 12 yards out, but can only guide it straight to Hart. 

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85 min: Hull triangulate down the inside right channel. Eventually Huddlestone sliderules a pass to release Boyd into the area. Milner slides in from behind to toe-poke out for a corner before the striker can get a shot away. What magnificent play all round. With the corner coming to nothing, Milner may well have won his side a couple of points there.

84 min: Fernandinho, coming in from the left, looks to send a heatseeker into the top right. Naw naw naw naw.

83 min: Free kick to Hull down the left. Huddlestone curls it into the area. Hart comes out to punch upfield in the strong fashion. He's had a good day.

81 min: Quinn dinks the ball past Zabaleta down the left and gets a half-shot away, but Man City eventually shuttle the ball clear. The home side are still not looking like potential champions at the back.

80 min: Hull so nearly fashion an opening, Quinn cutting in from the right and slipping the ball to Boyd, his back to goal 12 yards out. Boyd attempts to set up the inrushing Livermore with a cushioned pass, but there's too much weight on the set up and the chance is gone.

79 min: City are taking the sting out of this game, stroking the ball around the back, the arms of the clock continuing on their relentless journey. 

76 min: Milner comes on for Aguero.

75 min: Boyd comes on for Koren, the Hull manager Steve Bruce - in the interests of balance, a ruggedly handsome man in my book - deciding to go for broke. The striker immediately drags an awful daisycutter miles wide left from distance.

73 min: Davies is booked for some discrepancy or other down the right wing. Those are the basic facts, there's nothing technically wrong with it. The free kick's whipped in. Negredo plants a header goalwards, but it's straight at McGregor. More from Ian Copestake: "Am I the only person who finds Steve Bruce very difficult to look at? He ranks above Sam Allardyce in my ugly book." Copestake, regular MBM readers will know, is the author of a book about William Carlos Williams. If you can find beauty in wheelbarrows and plums and shoe insoles, can't you cut poor old Bruce a little slack?

70 min: Aluko, who has some sort of medical issue with his legs and/or feet, goes off to be replaced by Quinn. A shame to see him depart, he's been nothing short of excellent today, causing Manchester City all manner of bother with his constant pestering. He should, of course, have given Hull the lead, but you can't have everything.

68 min: Hull's confidence has taken something of a knock. Livermore attempts to find Koren with a raking pass from the left, but he blooters it straight into touch.

66 min: Silva makes way for Nasri. The home fans are in great voice now, Blue Moon whirling around in the hazy sun.

65 min: GOAL!!! Manchester City 1-0 Hull City (Negredo)

Negredo missed a sitter with his head in the opening seconds of the half, but he's not making the same mistake twice. He rises to meet a Zabaleta cross from the right, heading downwards from six yards to guide the ball past the desperate spread of McGregor. After so much huff and puff, the breakthrough was so simple!

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63 min: Koren is booked for a clumpish hack on Navas. 

61 min: Koren romps down the right. His low ball into the middle is inches away from the toe of Graham's boot. Another ball into the home side's area from the left. Koren tries to create some bother at the far post, but can't guide the ball back towards the danger zone. Manchester City are all over the shop here.

59 min: Nastasic is booked for a cynical tug on Aluko as the Hull striker prepares to burst into acres of space down the right. "The Premiership seems to get decided within the first five games these days," writes Ian Copestake. "If Man City lose this they will be doomed. If Man Utd win at Liverpool tomorrow, the title would be between themselves and whoever next loses of either Spurs and Chelski."

56 min: Aluko goes on a meander down the right, then suddenly bursts away from Kolarov and makes good towards the box. He pulls the ball back for Livermore, but the midfielder can't control and all momentum is lost. For a second, Man City were in tatters there. The home side have enjoyed more of the ball in this half, but they're unconvincing whenever Hull run at them.

54 min: Silva scampers after a ball down the inside right. With the ball threatening to fly out for a goal kick, he cuts it back at the very last moment for the inrushing Navas, who contorts his body into a rough approximation of the Isle of Man flag, less one leg, obviously, and screws an awkward effort wide right from close range. He did well to get on the end of that at all, a very acrobatic improvisation.

50 min: Graham takes down a long ball on the edge of the Man City D, turns on the spot and lashes a shot, meant for the top-left corner, over the bar. That wasn't too far away. City don't look very sure of themselves at the back at all.

48 min: Hart performs one of the most amazing stepovers you'll ever see, sending Graham skittering off in the wrong direction when, for a second, it looked like the striker would cause the keeper a severe embarrassment. Now, you could say the stepover was a fresh-air swipe, the keeper taking advantage of the mistake by changing direction, but the lad's getting enough grief at the moment, let's give him this one and say that Ferenc Puskas had nothing on this.

47 min: What a chance for Negredo to make an instant impact! Silva has the ball in a deep central position. He floats a clever ball into the Hull area, allowing Negredo to drift in from the left and meet it with his head, unchallenged, ten yards out. He sends an awful off-target header 12 feet wide right of goal. That's a shocker, though a fine ball by Silva, and a clever run by the striker to rip the Hull defence to shreds.

And we're off again! Manchester City make a switch, Dzeko hooked, Negredo coming on in his stead. Hull are, unsurprisingly, unchanged. There was talk of McGregor suffering a groin strain - Harper was warming up just in case - but he looks fine, having lashed two long clearances upfield without so much as a flinch.

Half-time entertainment (in lieu of Jimmy Bullard)

From the vaults of British Pathé, the Cities of Hull and Manchester showcase their skills. Folk in the 1930s were particularly impressed with the art of trapping, it would seem.

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Half time: Manchester City 0-0 Hull City

The hosts depart to a light smattering of boos! Oh for the love of God. To be fair, that sounds like it's coming from about 0.00000001% of the fanbase, but even so. We're halfway through Manchester City's second home game of the season! Admittedly they haven't clicked so far, but that's as much to do with Hull's persistence and occasional bursts of excellence. That half of football was great fun, and we could be in for another entertaining 45 minutes, one way or another.

45 min: Hull are knocking it around for fun at the minute. They're going nowhere, but then they don't need to; they'll have taken this at the start of the match, and this carry-on isn't making happy bunnies of the hosts.

44 min: Manchester City have turned up the heat a little bit in the last few minutes, pushing Hull back and winning most of the challenges in midfield, but it's still worth noting that McGregor has had relatively little to do. The home support have piped down quite a bit, frustration a factor.

42 min: Aluko is penalised for an agricultural whack on Aguero down the right. Silva takes the resulting free kick, sending the ball to the far post, where Livermore is on hand to nut clear. The home side come back down the same wing to win another corner. Toure meets this one, and eyebrows a dreadful header miles high and wide right from ten yards, totally unchallenged. He wanders back upfield clutching his head, more in despair than any sort of pain.

39 min: A free kick to Man City down the left, just outside the area, the occasionally clumsy Chester upending Aguero. Silva witlessly bangs it straight into the wall. Hull flood upfield and look dangerous on the break for a second, but make all manner of piss-poor decisions and that is that. 

37 min: Hull are extremely comfortable at the moment. Brady finds himself in acres down the left, but balloons the cross behind the goal with Tigers prowling in the centre. A wasted opportunity. 

34 min: Brady should probably be booked for a late lunge on Silva, but isn't. Manuel Pellegrini would be within his rights to dance the Bruce Bop, but retains his dignity.

32 min: Silva, Fernandinho, Aguero and Dzeko triangulate in the attractive style on the edge of the Hull area, but can't quite prise an opening. On the touchline, Steve Bruce executes a surprisingly dainty hornpipe, a work of contemporary dance choreographed to highlight his unhappiness at some minor slight or other. Len Goodman Phil Dowd rushes over and tells him to sit down. I have no idea what he was so animated about, if it was the coming together of Koren and Kolarov shown on BT Sport, he's got a few perspective issues to be dealing with.

30 min: A bit of head tennis in front of the Hull area, and Navas is close to breaking through but can't quite latch onto a dropping ball. But for all the attacking talent in their team, the home side should be doing more than this.

28 min: Manchester City - given their status as hot favourites here - have generated little up front. Aguero takes matters into his own hands by going on a skitter down the inside-right and into the area, reaching the byline before dinking a shot straight into the arms of McGregor, who wasn't in the mood for any nonsense at his near post.

27 min: And we're off again. Zabaleta clanks into the back of Aluko, all elbows and knees, but the referee keeps his cards in his pocket, along with his pencil and perhaps a stick of chewing gum.

25 min: Graham is rolling around on the floor, winded, having clattered into Fernandinho. The poor stricken sod apart, it's a chance for the players to take a lovely breather in the late-summer sun.

23 min: And now Fernandinho goes in the book for a preposterous late slide on Aluko near the centre circle. What is the point? It's [digs around in Stuff To Say When You've Nothing To Say sack] not been that kind of game.

22 min: Figueroa is booked, quite rightly so, for a ludicrous clip on the back of Navas's ankles, with the Man City winger faffing around in his own half, en route to his own goal. What pointlessness.

19 min: Hull are arguably the dominant force so far. Man City sit back, allowing Aluko to cause all manner of bother down the left. Lescott is forced to toe-poke out for a corner. Nothing comes of it, but City don't look particularly assured at the back. "In fairness, I'm not sure 'adding' and 'taking away' really require GCSE level maths," brays Matt Dony in the fourth email of this MBM. "Did you do your 11+?" There's no need to mock the intellectually afflicted. I'm good at woodwork and colouring-in.

15 min: It's not stopping, this match. Huddlestone swings a free kick into the Man City area from the left. Lescott heads it clear, but not particularly well. Koren latches onto the dropping ball, 20 yards out, and fizzes a pearler a few millimetres wide of the right-hand post. That was a stunning effort. Hart was reaching for that at full stretch, but he wouldn't have got to the shot were it heading for the bottom-right corner.

13 min: Chester hacks Aguero down an inch or so from the Hull area on the left. Man City want a penalty, but that's a fine decision by the referee, a precision judgement. From the free kick, Lescott plants a powerful header goalwards from a central position, 12 yards out, but McGregor tips over acrobatically. The corner's not worth bothering with, but the home side were so close to opening the scoring there.

11 min: This game is moving from fine to magnificent. Brady curls in a gorgeous ball from the left. Graham slides in to powerfully sidefoot a volley into the right-hand corner. A superlative finish! However, the striker has rather stupidly wandered miles offside, and the flag goes up.

10 min: This is a fine start to this match. Man City win a corner down the right, and from the set piece Kolarov nearly guides a header into the bottom right, but McGregor is on hand to turn around the post brilliantly. Nowt comes of the second set piece.

7 min: What a chance for Hull! Lescott takes a fresh-air swipe at a ball trundling along the floor (!) in the centre circle. Aluko tears clear of the Man City back line. He's one on one with Hart! The keeper flies out well and makes himself big on the edge of the area, but the striker should still score. Unfortunately for the visitors, they don't capitalise on this promising start: Aluko drags a low shot wide right of goal. Very poor. He has the good grace to hold his head in his hands, looking thoroughly embarrassed. 

5 min: Joe Hart's started early. Figueroa lumps a long ball down the inside-left channel. Graham gets on the end of it in the Man City box, though he's never in total control. A shame for Hull, for the under-pressure Man City keeper comes off his line but doesn't get anywhere near the ball. Lescott steps in to hoof out for a corner, which to be fair to Hart, is claimed well and with confidence. That could be a settler for Hart, especially as there were plenty of Hull bodies around him with the express intention of causing pain and misery.

3 min: A fairly slow, studied start by both sides. Hull look fairly comfortable so far, the Tigers enjoying the lion's share of possession, though Aguero wasn't too far from getting on the end of a long hoof down the middle. "Wasn't Joe Hart made the best goalkeeper in England by default, what with liabilities Rob Green and Scott Carson as the only other contenders?" wonders Steven Hughes. "As he was England's only goalkeeper then a cult-like, mass delusion was entered into and so he became an 'excellent' goalkeeper too. Some of his misjudgements make one question if he's an unwitting 'Manchurian Candidate', put in place by the powers that be to make sure that City don't win the title and that England don't go to Brazil. Akin to the magnificent 1962 film, when a 25 yard shot comes towards Hart, he probably thinks that he's flower-arranging instead." Presumably this is only a problem with daisycutters.

And we're off! Hull get things moving, a few of their players getting a first feel of the ball. A highly decent atmosphere at the City of Manchester Stadium on a sunny afternoon. The pitch markings are nothing short of ridiculous, five thick circles shadowing the centre circle proper. Someone take the tractor keys off the groundsman.

The players are out and, furthermore, about. City are in their powder blue and white get-up, while Hull sport the tiger-coloured kit that gave their owners those bloody ridiculous monicker-bothering ideas. We'll be off in a wee minute! "Your breakdown of player values should be included in every match, although it only seems to happen with City," writes Joe Rega, who to be fair has a point. Sorry. Remind me to do this the next time I cover a match involving other big spenders like Liverpool Spurs. "We need a new stat: MOP - Money on Pitch. It could be included in the top right of the screen, and altered as the MOP changes with subs, injuries, etc." Have a heart, Joe, I struggle enough matching up the numbers on the back of the shirts to the teamsheets, don't make me do GCSE mathematics as well.

The teams

Manchester City: Hart, Zabaleta, Nastasic, Lescott, Kolarov, Toure, Fernandinho, Jesus Navas, Aguero, Silva, Dzeko.
Subs: Milner, Nasri, Negredo, Javi Garcia, Clichy, Pantilimon, Jovetic. 

Hull City: McGregor, Elmohamady, Chester, Davies, Figueroa, Livermore, Huddlestone, Koren, Aluko, Brady, Graham.
Subs: Rosenior, Bruce, Meyler, McShane, Boyd, Harper, Quinn. 

Referee: Phil Dowd (Staffordshire)

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City versus City, then. On the face of it, this should be a shoo-in for the home side: champions two seasons ago, second last year, a bench containing Costel Pantilimon (£3m), Gael Clichy (£7m), Alvaro Negredo (£20m), James Milner (£26m), Samir Nasri (£24m), Javi Garcia (£15.8m) and Stevan Jovetic (£22m). Hull, on the other hand, are freshly up from the Championship, and have never spent more than £5.25m on a player. It doesn't look, on paper, like a fair fight.

Then again: Joe Hart.

Kick off: 12.45pm.

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