Since the fixture list was released last June, this was a game I’d been looking forward to.
A potential play-off six-pointer, a bank holiday day out with the boy getting us out of Good Friday mass, and a chance to tick off a new ground. Admittedly, play-off aspirations went up in smoke in February but the other points still stood.
Those familiar with the events of Good Friday will appreciate that whilst the story may come from Matthew, Mark, Luke or John, the result is always the same. Doncaster Rovers are currently just as predictable and whilst not crucified on this occasion, they had their side pierced with a lance when Tom Nichols hooked in a smart finish just before half time to give Gillingham a deserved lead.
Hopes of a resurrection in the second half were misplaced, although Rovers did play with a little bit more forward intent when Kieran Agard entered the fray. They at least had a centre forward on the pitch, and registered a shot on goal.
Scanning Twitter on the walk back to the station someone commented about the increased passion in Rovers performance. I assume they’d actually been to Mass because unlike the death of Christ there was little passion on display on the pitch. It was insipid, dull and utterly predictable.
Still, at least I didn’t have to go to Mass.