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Watford v Sheffield Wednesday

Tuesday 2^nd October

Evening travel from Euston is supposed to mean no bikes but just before the 6.24 was due to leave someone got on with one and I cursed myself for not trying. The walk from the Junction past the Vic seemed a little longer but I met Joss on Hagden Lane and we walked back to the ground. Joss had had his hair cut and told me about the presents he’d received on Sunday, when his age caught up with the number on his shirt.

We were in in time for the warm up again and then Watford burst out of the blocks. We’d already had a couple of chances before Henderson latched on to a Shittu header from a throw-in to score (again) in the sixth minute and within ten more, and after other chances, he’d won a penalty that King converted. Two-nil up with a sixth of the game gone, all that was left to do was sing and we did: this was the Rookery’s best performance in the Championship so far and as good as any last season.

Wednesday did score before half-time and were the better team for much of the second half and it is because of that (on top of our previous two performances) that our “We are top of the league” chant felt a little hollow. We won the match 2-1 and 20 out of a possible 27 points is championship material but despite all the “winning when not playing well” clichés, I am not as optimistic as I should be.