It’s nearly that time of year again.
And if there was any doubt about what needs to be at the top of Nuno’s letter to Santa before this game, there isn’t now.
The need for a goalscorer is clear, and is starting to become a major problem.
No disrespect to Huddersfield, they did their job well today.
But it’s a pretty damning indictment of your attack when you manage to muster only one meaningful chance against a team that had shipped 22 goals heading into this fixture.
Opposition manager David Wagner must be thinking Christmas had come early, given the meek nature of our performance.
So many good players were off colour, and our play was so predictable.
Quite frankly, it was painful to watch at times.
What’s concerning is that Nuno made no effort to tweak the system, despite it being all too clear that Town had us sussed from the off.
Changing players will do nothing unless they’re giving the opposition something different to think about.
Adama Traore and Morgan Gibbs-White were both improvements on what they replaced, but were ultimately shoehorned into the same formation.
That meant the former had to spend most his time chasing lost causes, and the latter trying to win headers against a guy twice his size.
I’m not for one minute suggesting I know better than the gaffer, but our problems were glaringly obvious today.
And with it now being five games since we tasted victory, you’d suspect we’re going to have to try something different to break the slump.
Whether Nuno is inclined to do that remains to be seen, but belligerent devotion to one style of play is beginning to look naive in a division that doesn’t leave a lot of margin for error.
That being said, it’s important we don’t lose perspective. We’ve come a long way in a short space of time, and a bump in the road should be expected.
Let’s hope the Sky cameras are kinder to us on Friday.