Starting with Harris AND Hoillet! Neither made an attempt to take on their full back or made one meaningful cross.

Fred started and was in the centre half's pocket. Slam DUNK! When he did make contact, he flicked to ball on.....to no-one - no NO-ONE - there was no-one there, the thick ****. I lost count of the times I muttered 'What is the point?.

Our tactics? Hit it long. Inevitable result, it came back.

Defence sturdy. One beautiful moment when Bamba stalked his man like a panther - and then struck.

I remember one shot on target.

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