The scoreline doesn’t tell the whole story. For twenty minutes at the start, we were easily the best side and had chances to take the lead – we didn’t take them and paid the price. Within the first ten minutes, we’d come close to scoring – a Ramage free kick was comfortably tipped over by the Wolves keeper, then Moralee got on the end of a Dixon cross but the ball was smothered and eventually cleared.
Approaching this match, I think most Hornets felt that if we were unable to beat Oldham, there would be little point in playing out the rest of the season. I mean, if you can’t beat Oldham, who can you beat?
Both sides must have seen this game as a vital one – a chance to start turning things around. That was reflected in the match – I think we’re unlikely to see much pretty football between now and the end of the season. Players like Tommy Mooney come into their own at times like these, simply because they never say die, never accept that a cause is lost and that attitude spreads to other players.