People are rather too patronising of lower league football at times.
Gone are the days of unplayable quagmires containing 22 men who had been on the piss the previous night, a mix of not-quite-made-its and on-the-way-downs.
But rather like John McCrirrick’s appearance on wife swap, you get an incident that suddenly makes you think that it’s 1930, setting the game back twenty years and enforcing the stereotype.
Step forward Coventry and Tranmere, and their glorious goalmouth scramble during a League One game on Wednesday night.
It really is a thing of beauty as bodies go flying in around the six-yard box.