If the 21st of April, and the Gillingham match that will finally put us out of our apparently infinite misery, is designated “Fan Appreciation Day”, then what on earth was this? “Fan Dissuasion Day”? “Fan Repulsion Day”? Whatever, it cleared the ground more efficiently than a fire alarm.
The applause for Robert Page, returning to his spiritual home, was a worthy tribute to a great club servant. It was noticeable that he did not gloat at the ease with which United scored all three of their goals, but I bet he was pissing himself as he walked down the tunnel and into the away dressing room. I also bet he was wondering quite why he was forced out of the club.