ANYONE who has endured the film Watchmen, which started excellently before growing ever more disappointing, or the band Killers (ditto), will have felt a familiar anger on Saturday.

Even taking into account the ill-fortune with injuries there were still a great number of ‘rookie’ mistakes. Not to single out Jack Rodwell but his unflappable style of play has the flipside of looking laissez-faire when it all goes saucer-over-teacup.

When the lads lose, my word, don’t they lose big?

It would be crushing if Rovers WERE to get close to the play-offs and miss out on goal difference.

Although the relegation by such means may have been a blessing in disguise, as it allowed the deadwood to float off and solid timber be hammered in, shipping goals in fours and fives could force Rovers three or four places lower by dint of that deficit.

Bristol City, the first team to ‘run riot’ against us, await on Saturday and at this stage I suppose not even Tony Mowbray knows which 11 players will start the game.

One bittersweet outcome was that Ben Brereton had arguably his best game in our colours, yet he was tainted by the collapse.

Brentford seemed to seize on the fact that Elliott Bennett is not a natural full back and he endured a punishing afternoon.

It is not only the young players who learn from adversity and it may also give Mowbray some food for thought as to where to strengthen.

With the exception of the Wigan catastrophe (which was followed by a comfortable win) Rovers have responded to their ‘big’ defeats with solid wins or hard-fought draws (Aston Villa and WBA away). And so I fully expect a reaction to the concession of four second half goals with a display of commitment and contrition.

The last time we played at Griffin Park we won and yet our next game was at Southend in League One. This time we lost but we are in an infinitely stronger position. Call me Mr Brightside but I am still proud of all these things that we have done.