March 2024, pigs at home.

Worst derby performance in years. Players had started to self-cert themselves and go sick, there were very few moments where it looked like we wanted it, we were waist deep in an absolute slump and this was almost the last chance we'd have to get a result to give us a bit of a lift, and we just offered nothing against a very ordinary team and their irritating fans.

I can handle cold, slumming it in the fourth tier, years of no investment, but that game and the timing of all the other sh** we'd been through was a proper wake-up call that we were just a set of rapidly falling fourth tier wannabes in a polished turd of a ground, being put firmly in our place by the one team I despise as much as any. I can't remember feeling as fed up in the DV or Millmoor.