I had been sat forward in my seat with my hands in a prayer position for the majority of the second half, muttering 'get it out, get it out' repeatedly any time that Derby got within 40 yards of our goal. The goal going in sapped the energy out of me and i felt sick to be honest. i don't feel as bad as i did on Saturday but i still feel pretty shocking.
Not quite crying, but I don't think a goal has sickened me as much for a long time. We'd worked so hard in the second half to get the points, but we seemed to just run out of steam. We're absolutely running on empty, but nobody can say that it's not for the lack of trying. As someone somewhere else has said, we're now in the position we are in due to the incredible form of the other teams around us. 50 points with 3 games to go should have us 8th off bottom!
Oddly, that feels more like a defeat than Saturday. Gutted for the players, they gave that everything.
And what about the weird silence when exiting Oakwell after the final whistle. That was what stood out for me.
For the first time, I do think we have too much to do now. I can't see where 2 wins are coming from. I think we'll be down when we go to Huddersfield. Sorry