Another day, another Bolton loss. Despite going 1-0 up against top of the league less than one week after our relegation to the third tier of English football was confirmed (the most Bolton Wanderers thing possible), we managed to throw away the lead once again, eventually losing 2-1 to promotion-chasing Middlesborough in front of the Sky Sports cameras.
There were a few players that stood out for me. I thought Mark Davies played his best game in a long time, probably because he knew he was in the shop window with a few prospective buyers watching. Niall Maher looked a lot more settled at right-back on his third senior appearance for the club; he's definitely one to start regularly next season. Zach Clough looked better - and I use that term lightly - but still nowhere near his full potential. Surprisingly, Emile Heskey actually had a great game, particularly for the first 10 minutes of the second half, and he's only just been pipped to the post by one man: Derik Osede.
Our only remaining Spaniard (don't worry José Manuel Casado, I still love you too) has been uprooted from his central defensive duties alongside Rob Holding and placed firmly in front of the back four, becoming my second favourite person to play in that role after Ivan Campo.
I said it when he joined us last summer but I'll say it again - Derik is our best player. He's calm, confident and assured in possession, rarely giving the ball away and never afraid to put a challenge in. It's a shame his partnership with the aforementioned Holding has been changed as I thought they complimented one another very well, but I'm sure if we can keep hold of them both this summer we'll see them starting at Shrewsbury come August.
Derik was outstanding yesterday - breaking up play and protecting the back four with against a team that's sure to play in the Premier League next season is no mean feat. He collects the ball and plays it simple; what more can you ask for from your best defensive midfielder?
If you're reading this, Mr Osede, please don't leave us in summer. I can't take much more of my loved ones moving on.