Fulham's second goal at Pride Park yesterday epitomised Derby's hapless season of discovery' back in the Premier League - a ridiculously deflected shot off amateur contortionist Dean Leacock that sealed the Rams' instant return to Championship football, and left Roy Carroll looking ridiculous - although his scraggy haircut alone has achieved such a feat all season.

Whilst it's wholly wrong to take pleasure out of others' misfortune, it's totally fair game when supporters insist on clutching scarves and blubbing
into their matchday programmes when that final whistle blows. Firstly, if you don't want to be paraded on national TV as a soccer snot sniveller,
get the feck out of an area covered by more cameras than the Moss Side shopping precinct.

And what's more, did the full reveal of the relegation spectre really come as so much of a surprise to these Derby fans? I mean, we aren't breaking some unexpected news here, are we?

It's a bit like averaging 10-a-hole on a round of golf, then snapping your putter over your knee in disgust when being told you've finished over par.. something Derby have most definitely not been this term.

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