I couldn’t help it and only I could do it. I wrote in my MFW preview piece that Cole Skuse is my least favourite binner. And then he picks up the original injury from hell. Cole I am genuinely sorry for my reference and wish you all the very best for a safe and speedy recovery.
Sometimes it feels like I’ve got a sixth sense when I really haven’t. Unless I have, after all. Maybe.
Anyway, as I hit the top of the MFW prediction table, alongside eventual and inevitable winner Steve Cook, I have to say how delighted I was with that result. We had injuries enough of our own to contend with during the game – and who scores the equaliser – nobody less than Moritz Leitner.
A left-foot strike – I wouldn’t have cared if it went in off the referee’s butt. Ask Father Mulryne about that kind of divine intervention. Sweet it was at Reading that evening.
So, we now have two weeks off from all these shenanigans and if anyone has the sheer brass neck to say we should have won today – no, I don’t think so.
But we didn’t bottle it, we stood firm and stiffed them out.
And as the embers of the game were dying, who was on the front foot? Us.
I reckon Timm Klose has got two weeks of recovery time: the irony being that he’s just been recalled into the Switzerland squad. Jeez knows how that one will pan out. Let’s leave it to the medicos – and the Swiss have quite a reputation in that direction.
Okay no spelling it out from me but you know what I mean. I have no dignity or sanity.
We have mid-table engraved on our yellow and green souls. But I don’t care about that too much. Because we frustrated them once again and came away with eleven unbeaten in a nice neat row. When they turn up here we will make it a full dozen.
As I began with respect for Cole Skuse I will end with the same for our MFW preview colleague Harry Wainwright. I would have still said that if we had lost. Yeah, I would.