The phrase “snatched defeat from the jaws of victory” springs to mind.

I don’t remember much about this one (I’ve been moving house, so I got a bit distracted and didn’t write it up whilst it was fresh!), but I do remember that we really should have won it - they weren’t at all good and we just drifted off to sleep somehow in the second half.

It’s weird, but sometimes you can feel a goal coming, and it seemed obvious to me and Neil that we needed a change quickly because Preston were going to score. Instead of that Ollie waited and waited, as he often seems to do, and by the time he finally got round to it we’d gone from 1-0 up to 2-1 down. After the game he did admit that maybe he waited too long.

The only positive was seeing Bircham, Bignot and Rowlands come on - although with only 15 minutes remaining they didn’t have much time to make an impact.

Mysteriously, Santos stayed on even after this triple substitution, and ended up playing as a striker if my memory serves. What’s all that about then? We’ve got Gallen, Furlong and Cureton on the pitch, but we end up taking Cureton off for Bircham and putting Santos up front. Huh? Surely better to swap Santos for Bircham and then juggle some combination of Cureton/Gallen/Rowlands/Ainsworth in the centre-mid/right wing/right sided striker roles. Very odd.