Always pleasing to see us score four in a home win. Credit to the players for finally turning up, after a torrid couple of months.
For what it’s worth - I don’t think it was as comprehensive as the scoreline would suggest. They had two or three “good” chances in the first half that they should have taken one or two of. Complexion of the game is very different if so.
What we look like is a team that is solely confidence-based. There’re maybe three players I’d rely on in the squad to drive a performance on out of adversity - Batth, Travis and Tronstad. The latter two can get caught up in it and lose their heads a bit, leaving Batth as the only reliable leadership voice in the pitch and he’s out of contract and - respectfully - getting on a bit, for a footballer.
I suspect we’ll find some more luck in the final few and wouldn’t be too surprised to see Chris Wilder blowing his top on the final day, telling us we’re shit fans as he’s being heckled from the away end for bottling the automatics.
We barely have a squad for next season. Tackling that conundrum we have: an over-promoted orange juice salesman as the principal decision maker at the football club; a head of football operations that downed tools at two separate clubs, including our own; and Steve Waggott, a man whose name elicits a knowing, wry smile and chuckle from anyone who has worked with him and who Andy Cole suggested swindled him in his Newcastle Utd move.
Take the joy from watching the blue and white halves batter a bunch of racist fans’ play-off hopes (I’m qualified to say that, I’ve lived in Bermondsey) but don’t lose sight of the reality - the clubs being run into the ground and a stopped clock is still right twice a day.