Charlton Athletic 3 Watford 1

“Most of the players are the DNA of Charlton. I’m very happy and very proud and I’m happy to give back to the people. It’s important because we are more than a team we are a squad. And we are more than a squad, we are a club.”

I have an overwhelming feeling of relief over joy. It has been a wretched season but at the very least we grabbed the opportunity to decide our own destiny and put in a performance in front of our own allowing players and fans together to let out a collective deep breath.

There were rightly celebrations too, you can’t afford to pass them up as an Addick, and for the third season in a row the final home game ended with smiles, speeches and hugs all round.

Watford certainly had less impetus than Blackburn, albeit with an injury hit team, and with Riga lining us up in a 4-5-1 formation we took the game to the nothing-to-play-for Hornets and got the all important first goal when Callum Harriott lashed in.

Birmingham were already behind at home to Wigan and the remainder of the 1st half whilst sat at my desk lasted an eternity and there was still another half to come.

It sounded as if we played quite well, although Watford had plenty of possession. It was a night for substance over style but when Troy Deeney scored a blinder, my head dropped and my calculator came out. Deeney is just the sort of forward we need if Roly is looking to spend real pounds and pence, although I suspect understandably Deeney will feel he could do much better.

Then cometh the moment, cometh the man. The skipper starts a new storyline and suddenly we are back in front and I could feel the energy screaming out of my computer.

I hoped Watford couldn’t come back from that, and thankfully we went against trying to test that theory and made in Charlton, Callum Harriott scored his second after a Lawrie Wilson cross. How we have missed those.

Addicks all over could afford a rare smile, especially after Riera got sent off for a second yellow and listening to the remaining minutes on Charlton Live was a joy with The Valley rocking as we saw the game out to give us enough points not to worry about Saturday by the sea at Blackpool.

One final thought tonight, is to send my heartfelt best wishes to the Charlton fan that had a heart attack in the East Stand before half-time. I believe they are in hospital, but in a very serious condition. Addicks everywhere are willing you on.

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