Bradford City target Capital One Cup final after 3-1 first leg semi-final victory over Aston Villa at Valley Parade Last night was a victory rooted in the man-management of Phil Parkinson, who again filled his players with the confidence that they could live with famous visitors. This was also a win that had its origins in the hearts and voices of Bradford's magnificent fans, who kept up a deafening noise, making their players know how much they believed in them. Every challenge was cheered, every run forward or track back lauded. Every shot and header, every sign of uncertainty in Villa's defence drew roars of approval. Every save from Matt Duke was greeted with glee, and a tweak of relief. This was a team and support totally united in one aim: Operation Wembley. Ultimately, this was a triumph for a group of players who took the huge difference in league status as a ­challenge to overcome, not as a permanent sign of inferiority. Jones ensured that. He charged between the boxes, leading by example and leaving a shirt that will take a long time to dry such was his sweat-stained shift. Some Villa players need to realise the game is about commitment as well as technique. Inspired by Jones, Bradford resisted Villa's promising early moments, and calmly took control of the game, grateful that Christian Benteke's radar was wobbly and that Duke was enjoying one of those golden nights. All across Valley Parade's spacious pitch there were good performances. Duke was defiant. Stephen Darby was nimble and busy at right-back, frequently pushing up to join the excellent Zavon Hines, who inflicted sustained pain on poor Joe Bennett. Bradford quickly realised Villa's weakness at left-back and targeted Bennett. Nahki Wells moved across at times, looking to exploit space. There had to be some sympathy for Bennett as he received little protection from Gabby Agbonlahor. After 18 minutes, Bradford forced a corner through Hines, although Bennett appealed in vain for a foul. The 2010 World Cup final pair of Howard Webb and Mike Mullarkey rarely make mistakes and they were adamant this was a corner. Jones swung the ball across and when the ball rebounded out, Hines swept it back in for Wells, just onside, placing it right-footed past Shay Given. Villa's defence was static, too slow to respond to the danger. Once again, nobody was prepared to take responsibility. As Wells wheeled away, he displayed a T-shirt paying tribute to a fellow Bermudian footballer, Tumaini Steede, who died in a motorcycle accident last year. Barry Bannan's failure to retain possession angered a few. Weimann found Benteke but Duke stood firm. Bradford continued to raid down the right and to trouble Bennett. James Hanson met a Hines cross but his downward header went wide. Yet they were grateful to Duke for a series of saves, notably from Agbonlahor and Benteke. Lambert sent on Darren Bent just before the hour mark. The England international shot over and then headed badly over before getting injured. Nerves could have spread through Bradford. Instead, Jones redoubled his efforts, taking a grip of the game, and driving his team again. With 13 minutes remaining, Jones opened up a yard of space on the left and whipped in a cross that Rory McArdle headed powerfully in with Villa's defenders like statues. Villa's back-line was so unresponsive that Hanson almost made it 3-0 but sent his header against the bar. This was a now an amazing tie, with everyone on their feet, willing their teams on. Villa somehow found a goal from somewhere, Weimann running on to Benteke's flick. Weimann knew what was coming, that a large keeper was about to ­flatten him but he stayed strong and finished well. The tie seemed to have tilted in Villa's favour. Bradford simply went again, making it 3-1 with two minutes remaining when Villa's defence again froze and Carl McHugh headed in a Jones cross to send Bradford fans into raptures.