I’ve never in all my time at the football club seen a game where we missed so many chances to score as we did against Thurrock on Saturday. We missed seven fantastic chances, and three reasonable chances. You rarely get so many in a game - if we’d run out winning 5 or 6-1 nobody could have complained. We missed one-on-ones, we missed tap-ins, Jamie Cade missed a rebound from two yards out when it only had to hit him anywhere on the body and it would have gone in. Some of those chances my grandmother could have put away. I’m not joking. I’m not joking. We threw away two points through bad finishing: two points which would have put us right in the hunt.

This is no excuse, this is fact. No club could cope well with losing two strikers for most of the season who got 70 goals between them in the season before, like we’ve lost Siggy and Boothy. It’s like Arsenal without Henry and Van Persie. Even so, we’re the third highest scorers in the league, but just think what we could have done if they’d been fit all season. We’d have destroyed teams that we’ve ended up drawing with. Thurrock was out fourth home draw out of five. If we’d won those games… well just look at where we’d be in the table with eight more points.

I’m still puzzled how it all happened on Saturday. The one Jamie Cade missed? I’m gobsmacked, even now. It was harder to miss it. It just felt like it wasn’t going to be our day. They weren’t even half chances, they were full-on chances. I’m not throwing the towel in yet, because there are still 54 points to play for - but we’ve got a hard task ahead of us, and we’re going to have to work really hard. And the injuries still aren’t letting up. We’re going to Newport on Saturday, and Siggy’s out, Wormy’s out Kenno is touch and go. Those are all top players.

   


Steve King isn’t ready to throw in the promotion towel just yet