Yet again, Bolton Wanderers managed to chuck away a possible victory in shambolic circumstances.
A scrappy game played in atrocious conditions saw both Wanderers and QPR struggle to impose much quality on a game that occasionally threatened to break out in a mass brawl - which may have been preferable.
Zach Clough livened up a quiet afternoon with a world class strike, but in the last minute of extra time some incredibly brain-dead work between Liam Feeney and Gary Madine saw QPR break and equalise following some poor play from both Dean Moxey and Ben Amos.
This isn't my beef - people make mistakes all the time.
My beef is with the stupid, irrational and downright bizarre tactical choices made by one Neil Lennon.
Despite his assertions in the week, he started ex-Liverpool lummox Emile Heskey up front - only he didn't play up front. He moved from a central position to a wide left slot, mixed in with a bit of support action getting in Clough's way.
I don't blame Heskey for this - I blame Lennon.
Our lads tried hard today, but the lack of quality is staggering at times. I wonder whether Darren Pratley has ever kicked a football in a straight line - and I wonder whether Dorian Dervite knows which foot is strongest when passing to his teammates.
The seemingly inexorable drive towards League One continues apace, as Bolton Wanderers yet again managed to ruin my fucking Saturday.
Bring on relegation, and bring on a fresh start with a new manager.