I guess that’s what nine-point cushions are for. But we need to instill some variety in our attacking play before Saturday; it should take more to stop us playing than doubling up on our wide midfielders.
Watford’s big men were undone by Tony Mowbray’s more supple outfit, but the fact that both sides received standing ovations was an indication of the quality served up. They are both better than Derby.
If I had my way, I’d lock the muppets who cheered Mahon’s substitution up in a sealed room with the individuals in my neighbourhood who saw fit to release fireworks at midnight last night and throw away the key. Protecting the gene pool from terminal stupidity, y’see. The horror of the evolutionary potential of this sealed room is perhaps a concern, but in reality if its inhabitants ever worked out how to procreate the offspring would at least preserve the future of radio phone-ins. Which in turn keeps Victoria Derbyshire off the programmes that anyone ever actually listens to.