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It's quite difficult to write this without coming across as a bitter old bloke, who can't accept it when his team is beaten.
As supporters of Charlton, we are unlike the supporters of the Sky 6, so we are quite used to taking defeat on the chin.
Today felt different though.
It's possible to be the better team, yet lose, at least in part due to odd decisions by an incompetent referee.
I was already in a stinking mood when I got to the Valley.
I'd only realised the game was having a delayed start due to a waterlogged pitch as I was walking from home, approaching the Valley Cafe on Charlton Church Lane.
At this road junction, coming down Delafield Road, I witnessed a young lad having his Charlton scarf forcibly removed from around his neck, then the cowards run off with it into a laughing mass of northern bell ends.
Within seconds, I then saw two older ladies, (both looking to be in their seventies), being surrounded by drunken yobs with arms outstretched, beer bottles in hand, chanting "Yorkshire" in their faces.
It's safe to say Leeds United supporters were playing (down) to their reputation as a pathetic copy of our close neighbours from Bermondsey.
The game will be remembered for Ross McCormack scoring 4 goals but what it really should be remembered for is an appalling case of officiating.
I cannot deny McCormack took his goals well.
He is just the kind of player our potless club desperately needs but finances dictate it is a pipe dream.
Unfortunately, only his first goal wasn't somewhat 'ref assisted'.
Charlton equalised with a fantastic screamer from Stewart and at that point it looked as if there was only going to be one winner.
The Addicks were on a roll.
Charlton had been denied a cast iron penalty in the first half when Church was clipped running onto a goal scoring opportunity.
He had no reason to go down. It was as clear as day yet our Leeds supporting referee saw it differently and waved play on.
Within moments of the second half starting, in almost the same position as the Church incident, there was an almighty dive without much help from a timid challenge, yet our Yorky approved ref pointed to the spot.
Charlton equalised again after tremendous work down the left from Church, crossing for Jackson to poke the ball home.
Unfortunately, Leeds only had to get the ball back into the Charlton half for them to be awarded a dodgy free kick.
It had all the hallmarks of the kind of awful decision that gets chewed over in the pub afterwards and discussed by pundits.
Bad decision leading to goal.
Exactly that dreaded scenario occurred, with McCormack bagging his hat trick, though why Hamer decided to watch events rather than getting stuck in I have no idea.
Inside the 6 yard box he should be claiming everything but he may as well have not been there.
Leeds were highly fortunate to be in front, yet worse was to come.
In added on time, Leeds won another free kick. The 'offence' was a good 5 yards outside the area yet the Leeds Tom Daly ended up well inside the box, safe in the knowledge his pal would give him a penalty.
He looked shocked when he only received a free kick.
At 3-2 down, within added on time, we were all feeling cheated as we knew the better team hadn't prevailed.
That all changed though when McCormack scored his final goal, direct from the free kick.
That's a thumping surely?
A wonderful strike, yet Hamer really could have done much better.
Hamer didn't really have much to do today except pick the ball out of the net.
He wasn't called on to make any saves, unlike Kenny in the Leeds goal who made at least 2 world class stops and also saw his woodwork rattled.
It was one of those days today.
Our team played well and deserved better.
Leeds and their nauseating followers can head back up to Yorkshire, (or Sussex etc according to their flags) full of the joys associated with an away win.
They didn't deserve it but they won't care a hoot.
An away win is always the best kind of win.
Scoring 4 goals isn't something that happens regularly either so they'll be full of it.
Charlton can take solace from playing well, against 12 men.
We deserved to take at least a point despite what resembles an emphatic beating when seen purely as a result.
Maybe we will be allowed to bring our own ref to the game up at Elland Road?