As anyone who’s watched football for the majority of their life will testify, there are good games and there are bad games. And, as anyone who’s watched Rovers for most of the season so far will argue, this is nonsense. There are terrible games too.
Games so terrible that the only validation for away days such as Saturday’s journey to the arctic wastes, or Oldham to its mum, was the Latics quite remarkable Cheese and Potato Pie (I had two). Games so terrible, that even Copps struggled to do the easy stuff well. That said we won, so you know, perspective. But we won because Oldham were worse than us, not because we were good, and that’s a fairly important distinction.
The goal was so silly, it could have easily formed the basis of a ten-minute Chucklevision sketch. I’m sure BT Sports’ highlight package team found it hard to resist layering the Benny Hill theme atop in the editing suite. Enda Stevens delivered a cross that Paddy Kenny – who got a rough time of it from the Rovers faithful in truth – could only parry, a bit like a big tree being hit by a falling conker. Then substitute Dean Furman shot into the path of Oldham’s superbly named Genseric Kusunga, who consequently ran the ball into his own net, sort of like a pro-football take on Forrest Gump. Ah, the magic of the cup. Other highlights included… um, I’ve mentioned the pies, right?