I'm writing this as we speed away from the centre of Huddersfield.
The score above only tells half the story.
I quite like Huddersfield.
Once the fog finally lifted it became clear that it's a pleasant, large smallish town- (or a small large town), with a magnificent stadium and friendly locals. There wasn't even a hint of the menace that sometimes surrounds football.
The countryside whizzing past me now is lovely.
Unfortunately, my memories of today are all about how we were undone by one man.
Before kick off I was expecting this to happen.
I thought Jordan Rhodes might give us a bit of a mauling but actually he had a fairly quiet game.
Yes, he did score but it was a penalty that rolled into the goal with Hamer sent in the other direction. Other than that, he didn't really do much.
Unfortunately, the 'one man' who stitched us up today was wearing black.
I'd be interested to see if any neutrals thought he was being impartial, as his role demands.
He was Huddersfield's best player for most of the afternoon.
Having witnesses his display today it reminded me of one of those games that have since been found to have been officiated by 'bought' referees.
It was that bad.
He penalised good challenges, missed clear cut fouls due to ball watching, managed to restart the game with a drop ball when most of us were expecting a dismissal, or maybe a yellow if he remembered where he was.
He managed to mishandle pretty much every event he could and in summary, made it highly improbable that Charlton were going to get anything from the game.
Huddersfield are a decent side.
They weren't that good today but they were good enough to shade the first half.
Despite going down to 10 men, Charlton 'won' the second half, though didn't manage to carve out the clear cut chance the dominance merited.
So, it needed a penalty, that looked to be a bit soft to say the least (but definitely falls into the "I've seen them given" file) to beat our ten men against their 12.
Maybe I'll feel differently in the morning but right now I'm just angry with an incompetent official, and pleased with the fight our team showed, especially after the red card.
Promotion is still on.
I feel I need to point out Norm's language was impeccable this afternoon.