There is a throw-away line in the cult movie Withnail and I where the titular character aims to find a child and ‘tutor it in the ways of righteousness’.

That line came to mind last night after Tony Mowbray’s encounter with a ball-hugging Yorkshire youth.

It was the only light relief of a vexing evening.

An early missed penalty, a pair of calamitous errors leading to the opener, some bizarre decisions from a referee who seemed dazzled by the floodlights and a violent reminder of why a player of Ravel Morrison’s calibre has played only 100 games in 10 years when he should be closing in on 100 England caps.

And yet Rovers played excellently on the whole, passing well. A marked difference in play and personnel from Saturday but, yet...

There is a small village in Limerick called Knocklong, about 200km from Darragh Lenihan’s birthplace in Dunboyne.

I often sit and wonder during the breaks in play whether the place had a strong effect on the lad.

With the footballing quality of the current midfield and the archetypal make-up of a Neil Warnock team it seemed an odd choice for Big Darragh to once again think that being a grand defender also means you are Franz Beckenbauer and can ping the ball 60 yards to a Sam Gallagher who was buffeted about by the Cardiff defence.

It would perhaps have been harsh on either side to have lost, but who amongst us did not relish the prospect of a Warnock, Kevin Blackwell and ex-Claret Ronnie Jepson meltdown?

The trio of clean sheets may be darkened by a West Brom side who should, and probably will, be among the promotion mix.

The lack of goals from Rovers may be a cause for concern and it seems to be a side-effect of putting on the shirt that prevents our midfielders from shooting.

Last season’s game at The Hawthorns was excellent theatre with an exception to the previous ‘rule’ as Harrison Reed scored a cracker and a dogged goalkeeping display from Richie Smallwood earned a point.

Hang on, that fourth clean sheet in a row may just be a crazy decision away!