This was how this Match Review began to form as I left the Cottage at half past four (I think that in my Fulahish lifetime, I’ve only left before the final whistle three or four times, incidentally), after McDonald ridiculously demonstrated once again just how hapless we’ve become, looking a shadow of the inspirational hero of last season to earn a cheap second yellow card.

The best footballing side in the Championship has, on the evidence of the first ten games of our eagerly anticipated return to the top flight, evolved into one the worst teams in Fulham’s history. To add that this unheard-of transformation came at the cost of 11 new players and £100,000,000 makes this realisation almost beyond belief

I reasoned, once I arrived home, that maybe my initial reaction would be too harsh to share publicly and it would benefit from a delay in putting pen to paper so to speak. I’d already decided I was in no mood to watch the lowlights on the telly as I had just about seen my share for one day, so I’d leave the review until Sunday.

Well, I’ve since watched MOTD and frankly, there’s nothing to add to the above.

As our American owner was attending the match, one really has to speculate how he must feel about this astonishing reversal in so few games.

I can't help hypothesising that if he's really serious about this crazy little hobby of his, he needs to have a heavier hand on the tiller because something is definitely not working in the navigation of our old tub.