We’re Lincoln City, we’ll lose when we want.

I suppose I’d kind of expected something like yesterday. Lincoln City limped over the line to gain promotion, stayed on their feet long enough to claim the championship then, in supposedly their finest hour, fell flat on their faces.

I’ll not pretend it didn’t spoil the celebrations afterwards and it’ll be at the back of my mind as we watch the open top bus tour today. It’s a reminder too that we’re far from the finished article, nothing that Danny Cowley hasn’t warned us about. As the saying goes, in order to ride a bicycle you’ve got to keep moving forwards otherwise you’ll fall off.

Yesterdays defeat didn’t happen by accident. Colchester were certainly given every encouragement not least by the third goal that’s bound to find it’s way on to one of those football DVD’s they release at Christmas. I suppose one day we’ll laugh about it. Just to highlight one aspect I particularly noticed. I didn’t think Harry Anderson had an effective afternoon but when you analyse it, every time he got the ball he was immediately pounced on by three opponents. That wasn’t an isolated incident, it happens all the time at home and we’re going to have to deal with it a lot better if we’re to progress.

Might as well say it now it hasn’t always been an easy watch, particularly at home. We’re certainly not Brazil, more dare I say it, Germany or at least we would be if we could pass the ball a lot better. That’s something that’s going to have to be improved on too.

Might as well say this too. Those boo’s. Not many but in evidence certainly. I’ll not pass judgement but I’ll pass comment. When I was working I didn’t need telling if I’d messed up. Our players didn’t need telling either. Those players have run through brick walls for us. Not for them Christmas morning opening presents with the kids, no family holidays when everyone else is away. Friday nights in a hotel rather than being out with the wife or girlfriend. No sports day, no parent teacher evenings. They’ve given us a lot.

It shows a chink in our armour. We have no friends in league two and we’ll have none in league one either. All we’ve got is each other. No one owes us anything, no ones going to give us anything. In fact the more successful we are the less other teams and fans will like us. I’d rather Colchester had gone home thinking we beat them three nil but we still didn’t break them. As it is they’ll think they really got under our skin which they did. It’s just I’d rather we hadn’t let them know they did.

Anyway, rant over. Sometimes life throws something at you that you decidedly don’t like. It later transpires that it did you more good than you’d care to admit. Let’s look at it that way. If we thought we were good enough to win league one clearly we’re not. If the board were thinking little investment is going to be needed clearly it is. We’ve got where we are by sticking together so maybe we should spare a thought for those nearby clubs who have spent a fortune and still not got a prize or worse still spent a fortune and got relegated. On second thoughts lets not. They wouldn’t be thinking of us would they?