It’s almost November. I shouldn’t be writing that title.
But it happened, despite the BBC’s best efforts to pretend that it didn’t:
O’Hare with the only goal, and I think that even this image – taken as he wheels away to celebrate – somehow sums up our season so far:
Everyone going in different directions, Japhet Tanganga slightly unfocussed.
The only bit that looks more positive are some happy faces in the crowd.
It wasn’t pretty, but it didn’t have to be. No-one looks at the history books, sees the result and posthumously knocks off the points “because it wasn’t a classic”.
Onwards and upward then, quite literally, as we’re not bottom after this weekend.
So who are, you ask?
They are, obviously.