It was Terry Connor’s children who bemoaned that life wasn’t fair when his dad missed out on the Wolves job, apparently.
Tell me about it lads.
On a day when history was made in a generation defining afternoon of football, I lived outside the bubble of hysteria that consumed a nation, listening instead to Richard Wilford’s dull, lifeless radio commentary from a morgue-like DW Stadium.
Years from now my own son will ask me what it felt like watching the scenes of drama unfold on that fateful Sunday afternoon in May 2012.
I’ll have to tell him I had no idea, as I was listening to an Aylesbury born Barbadian score two goals past us in a 3-2 defeat at Wigan.
And in the most damning indictment on this most miserable season in living memory, I could actually empathise with those patronising national newspaper reporters I used to take issue with so regularly…
…That in the grand scheme of all things Premier, we are nothing more than an irritating inconvenience.
Jeff Stelling may as well screamed out loud when having to check in on the DW Stadium for a Wigan goal update. ‘Does anyone really want to listen to this’, you could hear him think.
Lee Dixon and co over on the Beeb wouldn’t have bothered to go at all, telling anyone sad enough to care to tune in for 30 seconds on Match of the Day later in the evening.
Back on Radio WM, Paul Franks was calling it a shambles and an utter disgrace.
For a brief second my pulse raced from the dull thud of a racehorse in the hope he might be stimulating some sort of discussion.
He was talking about the Villa.
The game typified our entire 2011/12 season, by the sound of Richard Wilford’s drone.
We defended pitifully and packed our team out with faded Championship players who would struggle to get near to their 2008 vintage, let alone teams of varying Premier League quality, as proven by a Lancashire outfit we used to deride as being relegation certs.
Jarvis and Fletcher scored, the only two players guaranteed to leave the club this summer, and we enter the Championship in much the same way we did when Mick McCarthy arrived back in 2006.
Low in expectation, high in desperation, and yearning for another wizard with a magic wand.
Thomas: Congratulations to Kowloon Wolf for winning the 2011/12 Prediction League with an impressive 32 point haul. A prize will be winging it’s way across the globe to you shortly.
Kowloon was also one of the 9 pundits to correctly predict defeat against Wigan without getting the correct score. Only 1 person said 3-2 and that, triumphantly, was me.
Thanks again to everyone for taking part this year, not only in the Prediction League, but everything to do with the blog.
Whether you’ve been logging on daily to leave a comment, or simply picking up the reports via email, you’re the reason we carry on.
Up The Wolves.