The match was forgettable, and conditions played a huge part in what was ultimately a match that will not live long in the memory. Torrential rain from the first minute to the last made it a thoroughly miserable afternoon for those in attendance.
Despite that, I have to pick a Man of the Match.
In terms of the squad, I can’t think of anyone who particularly stood out, but there was one individual whose performance was head and shoulders above the rest.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Bin Bag Man:
Bin Bag Man is not your ordinary fan.
He caused a stir pre-match with his unusual outfit of a bin bag round his legs, another round his knees, another round his waist and another over his head. Incredible ingenuity which made Bin Bag Man the must-watch individual in the stadium.
He showed great movement just before the half time whistle, effortlessly climbing over two rows of seats to sit a bit further back, which also showed the vision that he has.
He disappeared in the second half, presumably off to solve some crime or other - but his legacy was a sense of longing and sadness, with the entertainment that he provided being head and shoulders above what was happening on the pitch.
Bin Bag Man, wherever you are - whoever you are - thank you. Truly the hero that we deserve.