I WAS looking forward to this match about as much as a trip to the dentist.

Both are likely to inflict pain and discomfort.

It is heartbreaking to see the club we love, struggling on and off the pitch.

The mood in the crowded Fanzone was solemn with only the super-optimists backing the Wanderers on the grounds that we must kick start our season some time.

The big debate was whether this current squad is the worst we’ve ever had and can things get any worse?

For the younger supporters this is probably their nadir but I remember in May 1987, whilst on my honeymoon in Majorca, hearing that we had lost the play-off against Aldershot and had been relegated to the Fourth division for the first and only time in our history.

It was at that very moment, my new bride asked me “Are you happy?” You can guess my reply.

We’re in dire need of inspiration and heroes and these are in very short supply at the Macron.

The crowd responded to pleas from the players not to get on their backs.

The players responded with effort but no real creativity.

On the bright side we doubled our points for the season and kept a clean sheet, thanks to Andy Lonergan, a generous referee and some poor finishing from Wednesday.

The last 15 minutes were like the Alamo again.

(It felt like) there was more entertainment in the half-time penalty shoot-out.

In the 35th minute on what would have been his 35th birthday, the Lower North Stand sang a tribute to fellow supporter Peter Mather who sadly passed away recently.

The fans understand the difficult conditions that Dougie Freedman is operating under but it is the manager’s responsibility to get the best out of what resources he has and this just isn’t happening.

We can all offer advice but it is Freedman who needs to come up with the answers and soon.