Lincoln City 2 (Grant 45, Montsma 88) Charlton 0.

Last week marked a longed-for upswing in the turbulent fortunes of Charlton Athletic. It was unceremoniously out with the old in the gnarled, sour form of Roland Duchatelet and in with swashbuckling Danish/American entrepreneur Thomas Sandgaard as the new owner of the strife-torn club. It's been a long time coming.

You just have to like the new bloke. He scrubs up well, plays rock guitar and shapes up like a regular guy. A bit of a chap all told. He seems normal, likeable and best of all, he isn't Matt Southall.

There were no dubious characters crowding through the door behind him. Nor were Interpol or the FBI.

The new guvnor's arrival was greeted with an explosion of joy - mixed, it should be said in certain areas, with caution. Charlton fans have seen it all but what they saw in Thomas Sandgaard they liked. All that remained to complete a perfect week was to pop up to cuddly little underdogs Lincoln City and relieve them of three welcome points. New owner bounce would comfortably take care of that.

Early indications at LNER Stadium, once known to pub quizzers as Sincil Bank, suggested that Lee Bowyer's still-gelling Addicks were in the mood to take care of their end of business without too much difficulty. The first half chances were almost exclusively theirs.

Two-in-two this season, Conor Washington should have made it three but after cleverly losing his marker inside the penalty area, dragged a low drive wastefully wide. No matter, it seemed, as the confident visitors continued to pull the strings with first-time starter Dylan Levitt firing narrowly over the bar and lively schemer Erhun Oztumer going close twice. By the time Levitt's deflected drive wrongfooted Alex Palmer but squirted agonising inches wide of the right post, an opening goal seemed overdue. There were other close shaves, scrapes and scrambles before, In first half added time, the Imps made nonsense of the run of play by grabbing a bitterly disputed lead.

Ben Purrington's handling offence allowed Jorge Grant to loft a dangerous free kick into the goal area where Darren Pratley clumsily manhandled Tom Hopper under the beady eye of referee Marc Edwards. Grant's inevitable penalty was smartly saved by Ben Amos but bundled home by the spotkick-taker after Harry Anderson's follow-up effort was blocked. From a no-longer cosy chair miles from Lincolnshire, it was impossible to know whether Grant was "miles offside" as claimed by Bowyer but after a lengthy consultation with his linesman, Edwards allowed the goal. Charlton's impassioned protests may or may not have been justified but had Purrington and Pratley kept their hands to themselves, the ensuing unpleasantness might have been avoided. As it was, Grant's goal, legitimate or otherwise, was pivotal.

Owners of a poor record in coming back to win from behind, the Addicks ploughed on through a humdrum second half without causing their hosts undue inconvenience. Up front, Washington faded while his partner Macauley Bonne was a ponderous disappointment throughout. Goals seem certain, as usual, to be in short supply. Levitt stood out, as to be expected from a Manchester United graduate, while Oztumer showed enough to be given a decent run as a starter. The elusive little playmaker picks a pass well, works sharp one-twos near the box and must surely survive Bowyer's weekly tinkering with the line-up. Fits and rare starts do him a disservice.

At the back, new centre back Akin Famewo was unruffled if conservative; beside him, Deji Oshilaja, apart from an unhappy tendency to concede free kicks, gave his all. Operating as an emergency right back, 17 year-old Charlie Barker was slightly out of his depth; Purrington was a steady left back and Amos, so unlucky with the penalty, was sound. It'll take a month or more, we're advised, before we can properly evaluate Bowyer's newly constructed side. Shame the league won't wait for us to catch up.

The second period, meanwhile, was over in a flash with occasional flickers of life from Alfie Doughty providing Charlton's best moments. Forced regularly inside by right back Lewis Montesma, Doughty was denied space for his usual explosive raids down the left flank but was hard to subdue. There was precious little else to bother the Imps who hardly needed Montesma's clinching goal to make it three wins in a row. Meeting Grant's soaring left wing corner at the far post, the free-scoring defender's towering leap left debutant Ben Watson earthbound as he headed powerfully past Amos.

So much then for new owner bounce. Let's hope his cheque's cleared.

Lincoln: Palmer, Montesma, Jackson, Jones, Hopper, Grant, McGrandles (Johnson 69), Eyoma, Bridcutt, Anderson (Sealey 79), Roughan. Not used: Ross, Edwards, Archibald, Howarth, Elbouzedi. Booked: McGrandles, Eyoma, Johnson.

Charlton: Amos, Barker, Oshilaja, Famewo (Watson 62), Purrington, Oztumer (Forster-Caskey 77), Levitt (Williams 77), Pratley, Doughty, Washington, Bonne. Not used: Maynard-Brewer, Vennings, Lapslie, Davison. Booked: Pratley, Watson, Barker.

Referee: Marc Edwards.

West ham 3 (Haller 22, 26, Anderson 79) Charlton 0.

Charlton slipped quietly out of the Carabao Cup on Tuesday evening at an East London athletics stadium masquerading as a football ground. West Ham experienced no more difficulty in dismissing them than the Addicks themselves encountered at Crewe three days previously. In each case the losers were put firmly in their place by their superiors.

A Hammers selection including only one survivor from their opening day defeat by Newcastle was still surprisingly strong and was never seriously troubled as they coasted into the third round. Sebastian Haller's quickfire double midway through the first half prematurely decided the issue, with Anderson applying the coup-de-grace ten minutes from time.

The result, of course, meant little to Lee Bowyer, who understandably was more interested in gleaning positives from his team's performance -of which there were plenty. At times, particularly during a vastly improved second period, the resurgent visitors hung in with their Premier League hosts. To be honest, they rarely looked like reducing their arrears but the chivvying, scurrying Jonny Williams twice inconvenienced Darren Randolph with uncharacteristically powerful shots from distance. Alfie Doughty (pronounced Doe-etee by West Ham's irritating commentator, also the owner of an eagle-eye which detected three clearcut penalties for handball, all of them outrageously denied the Hammers by Andre Marriner) was a pacy, direct threat to David Moyes' often startled defence.

In central midfield, meanwhile, loanee Dyland Levitt operated under the radar but showed enough, with cool, constructive passing, that his Manchester United pedigree will eventually out. Elsewhere, Deji Oshilaja and Darren Pratley stuck gamely to their guns while Charlie Barker was irreverently underawed by the company he was keeping.

In the attacking third, where the solitary Macauley Bonne toiled fruitlessly, Charlton were no match for the East Londoners, whose clinical finishing, as exemplified by Haller, was different class. Haller had already made a mess of an early chance laid on for him by Ben Johnson before he delivered the one-two combination which ended the contest. His opener was served up on a plate by Andriy Yarmolenko, who moved through spreadeagled resistance on to Josh Cullen's lofted pass before squaring for Haller to tap home from three yards. Four minutes later, the towering striker rose effortlessly above an overmatched Deji Oshilaja to head Robert Snodgrass' accurate cross beyond Ben Amos into the top left corner. With over an hour left, both sides were already going through the necessary motions.

While enjoying a fair share of the exchanges after the break, Charlton were handed another lesson in finishing by Moyes' second-string Irons. Manuel Lanzini was making heavy weather of sorting out his feet before scoring when Felipe Anderson stepped in to drill past Amos from the penalty spot.
Despite on this occasion reporting in hospitable conditions from the civilised end of the Blackwall Tunnel, your reporter confesses to chronic apathy about competitions like the Carabao Cup. In fact, there are times when that apathy morphs into downright hostility. So for the time being, that's all she wrote. Or, more accurately, he wrote.

West Ham: Randolph, Balbuena, Yarmolenko, Lanzini, Diop, Anderson, Snodgrass (Coventry 83), Haller, Masuaku, Johnson (Ashby 83), Cullen. Not used: Martin, Fornals, Bowen, Silva, Alese. Booked: Johnson, Masuaku

Charlton: Amos, Lapslie, Barker, Oshilaja, Pratley (Gilbey 77), Purrington, Williams (Washington 73), Oztumer, Levitt, Bonne (Aneke 46), Doughty. Not used: Maynard-Brewer, Forster-Caskey, Morgan, Vennings.

Referee: Andre Marriner.

Crewe Alexandra 0 Charlton 2 (Doughty 24, Washington 43).

Kevin Nolan reports from a comfortable armchair far south of Crewe.

Two expertly spaced first half goals -the first of them Alfie Doughty's ruthless strike on the break - saw off not so solid Crewe and provided Charlton with an encouraging start to life in League One.

Rumoured to be a target for Celtic among others, Doughty finished off a lightning counter attack set in motion by Alex Gilbey's interception of a wayward pass near the halfway line. Cutting inside from the right, the 20 year-old speedster controlled Gilbey's defence-splitting pass on the run, outpaced left back Ryan Wintle and left Will Jaaskelainen helpless with a sizzling left-footed drive into the far corner. The next call inquiring into Doughty's availability may include an offer Charlton can't refuse. That's the downside to running one of English football's most prolific academies.

A summer signing from MK Dons, Gilbey keynoted the Addicks' effortless domination of a first half which effectively decided the eventual outcome of a lively game. His range of passing, alert interventions and willingness to put a foot in softened the impact of losing the outstanding Josh Cullen, with his arrival promising to remove one of the furrows creasing Lee Bowyer's brow.

Compact and relaxed, the visitors settled down quickly, survived an early scare when Alex's captain Perrie Ng shaved the bar from long range and eased into a pleasing rhythm. There was another awkward moment  provided by Ng who blasted a point blank chance wildly off target but their superiority was obvious and was cemented by a second goal two minutes before the break.

Signed from Hearts during lockdown, Conor Washington had been quiet but patient on his league debut for Charlton. His alertness was rewarded as Dele Oshilaja's brave header reached him unmarked to the left of Crewe's goal and though the right footed volley which beat Jaaskelainen wasn't entirely convincing, it had enough mustard on it to find the left corner of the Finnish keeper's goal. Back in Grove Park, initial celebrations were muted until confirmation was received that the goal stood. There's something eerie about locked-in football, something unreal and remote. It'll be good to get back to bad language and one-eyed partisanship. Not that I'm ever guilty of either, I hardly need point out.

Unsurprisingly, the second half of this all-CAFC contest was a different proposition, with the Addicks required to hold their nerve on a couple of occasions, most notably when Ben Amos reacted superbly to keep out the surefire header from Mikael Madron which seemed momentarily to have passed him on its way under the bar. No disrespect for backup keeper Ashley Maynard-Brewer is intended in concluding thatthe retention of experienced campaigner Amos is an occasion for huge relief at The Valley. As the door behind the popular Dillon Phillips disappointingly closes, another one opens to admit the reassuring presence of Amos.

Had the deflected effort from Jake Forster-Caskey early in the second half squeezed into the bottom left corner, Charlton's progress to three useful points might have been smoother. As it was, Laaskelainen's sprawling save to shovel the ball wide of his right post provided his side with the impetus they needed to stage a recovery of sorts. As they applied modest pressure, however, they encountered Bowyer's newly constructed rearguard organised by the unflappable Darren Pratley, with feisty Oshilaja and the precocious Charlie Barker lending stout support down the middle.

Rejoicing in a name which belongs in the days of brylcreemed centre partings, cigarette cards and two points for a win, the 17 year-old Barker is in fact as modern as they come. Sturdy and sensible, Charlie promises to be The Valley's newest darling until, of course, the word gets round and the predators begin to circle.

An Alexandra goal, meanwhile, might have made matters uncomfortable and Madron came within inches of coming up with one but was unlucky to see his fierce drive rebound from Amos' bar. There was none of that old familiar panic within the visiting ranks, though, with Amos relatively secure behind an efficient defensive cordon. It was still a relief, don't get me wrong, to hear the final whistle, but there was little cause for alarm.

Charlton won this one in a gentle canter to begin what, hopefully, will be a journey out of this nightmarish division and back to where it's safe to say they belong -in the Championship. Those final few minutes of last season will continue to haunt until that becomes mission completed.

Let the nerds explore the quaintness of League One, with its quirky grounds and obscure postcodes. Give me the big cities and famous grounds. I'd rather step in a puddle than a cowpat.

Crewe: Laaskelainen, Ng, Beckles, Offord, Pickering, Murphy (Ainley 62), Wintle, Finney (Lundstram 75), Dale (Zanzala 75), Mandron, Kirk. Not used: Richards, Lancashire, Sass-Davies, Johnson.

Charlton: Amos, Lapslie (Williams 61), Pratley, Oshilaja, Barker, Purrington, Forster-Caskey, Gilbey, Doughty (Morgan 90), Bonne, Washington (Aneke 76). Not used: Maynard-Brewer, Oztumer, Levitt, Vennings. Booked: Amos, Doughty.

Referee: Graham Salisbury.

a.k.a The Post Mortem

We always suspected that Charlton's turbulent season would come to a disastrous end in added time on the last day. And so it did. Not at Elland Road, where they were clobbered by Leeds but at Griffin Park where Barnsley saved themselves at Charlton's expense with a 93rd minute winner over Brentford. Having already beaten Nottingham Forest in similar style three days previously, the Tykes grabbed another overtime lifesaver to sink the Bees -and more painfully to the point, the Addicks.

Charlton suffered more than most over the last eleven months from goals scored during "the game within a game". They even, once or twice, managed to concede after the allotted overtime expired, an arbitrary period nutshelled as "added time added to added time". Last gasp defeats at Millwall and Sheffield Wednesday were particularly sickening but there were one or two other worthy candidates. Their vulnerability during a game's postscript became common knowledge through the league, while their own desperate equalisers at WBA and QPR failed to offset the late goals they consistently leaked.

Despite stiff competition, the two added time points squandered at Birmingham in their seventh post-lockdown game, might be regarded, in hindsight, as the culprits which sent Charlton down. Macauley Bonne prolonged the agony by similarly equalising against equally beleaguered Wigan three days later but Birmingham's scruffy goal had already done the damage.

Confident and composed, Bowyer's boys were leading a poor side at St. Andrews  through a fine team goal by Bonne when Jude Bellingham joined the action midway through the second half. City's 17 year-old prodigy made an initially subdued impact and the visitors seemed to have seen off puny pressure until he picked up a loose ball and soloed purposefully into the penalty area. One low cross, blocked shot and prodded rebound later, it was 1-1. Two points which would have spared Charlton the drop had been cruelly snatched from their grasp.

Two games later, Bellingham had discharged his responsibility to his hometown club and was on his way to fame and fortune with Borussia Dortmund. He left through the front door with his honour and reputation intact. No doubt he also departed with a lifetime welcome at St. Andrews and a place in the club's history alongside Trevor Francis, another 17 year-old whizkid still revered on the blue side of Birmingham.

Bellingham's mature conduct throws into unflattering relief the self-absorbed behaviour of Lyle Taylor, who trashed his contract and refused to help his club out of the jam they were in. Last seen training with local Sunday side SE Dons, Taylor, so we hear, is on his way to Glasgow Rangers, where he will presumably replace Alfredo Morales, the toast of Ibrox Park (and, come to that, Celtic Park). A like-for-like swap of pantomime villains in many ways, Taylor's defenders -and there are, it's true, a fair few of them - insist that anybody would do exactly the same as he did in similar circumstances. It's a short career, we're reminded, with the nagging possibility of injury making it potentially shorter. Why shouldn't he cash in with one last, lucrative move to the bigger time? "What would you do?" they enquire and smugly rest their case as if the question is rhetorical. 

But there is an alternative answer. Taylor, like Bellingham, should have been man enough to stick around, put his shoulder to the relegation wheel and help out his club, mates and supporters. Simple as that really, unless money really does mean everything. His selfishness destroyed the enormous goodwill he had earned by his efforts in cancer fundraising and the touching kindness he offered Betty Hutchins during her last days with us. Charismatic, personable and prolific, his on-field presence alongside the unfairly maligned Bonne, would almost certainly have made the important difference between survival and relegation.

It's all ifs and ands now anyway with Charlton failing, by one infuriating point, to avoid the cut. Eleven months of struggle, during which they endured a catastrophic injury list, the loss of Conor Gallagher's growing influence, not to mention the civil war between wrong'uns in the boardroom, eventually sapped them. They fought hard, never gave up and almost made it. But they were not quite good enough and Taylor's defection was one blow too many.

So we pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off and start all over again. On September 12th in League One. The prospect might make you shudder but, face it, what  alternative is there?

Birmingham 1 (Jutkiewicz 90+3 Charlton 1 (Bonne 58).

By Kevin Nolan off Valley Pass.

Though dealt another sickening body blow by Lukas Jutkiewicz's added time equaliser, Charlton are not done for yet. This relegation scrap is far from over. Before it's resolved, there will be more than one twist, more than one turn, until the music stops and the final scramble for chairs begins.
Charlton are being quoted as warm favourites to go down despite sitting two points (not to mention an unassailable goal difference) above the drop zone with only two games to play. Daunting assignments against surprise packets Wigan Athletic and champions-elect Leeds United account for the negativity which followed this latest setback. Wigan are hotter than pistols right now while Leeds, far from easing up as fervently hoped, will be seeking to use Charlton as the cherry on their title-winning cake. On paper, the Addicks are clearly not expected to add to their current points total of 47; on honest-to-goodness grass, they stand a chance.

A newly determined Charlton did enough -on reflection perhaps not quite enough - to win this crucial game. As usual, sturdy defending, with goalkeeper Dillon Phillips adding a brilliant penalty save to his customary excellence, underpinned their performance, while there were several chances to consolidate the 58th minute lead provided by Macauley Bonne's 10th goal of the season. The scorer himself squandered opportunities to double the lead and Aiden McGeady, continuing the encouraging improvement in his form, hit a post with a cleverly aimed snapshot. But the coup-de-grace proved elusive and the visitors paid a costly price for their chronic failure to seal the deal. As the minutes ticked by, protecting their lead became the pressing priority; bitter experience hardly inspired confidence in their ability to do so. As world weary Lee Bowyer commented "we can't see a game out, we don't manage it well."

Legs were becoming heavy and concentration faltered as 17 year-old prodigy Jude Bellingham accelerated into Charlton's penalty area and crossed on the run from the left. At the near post, Phillips kept out Gary Gardner's low shot but Jutkiewicz poked home a cruel equaliser off the woodwork. The sucker punch briefly knocked the stuffing out of the Addicks and they were indebted to Phillips for clawing clear a deceptively drifting cross in the final minute. This was a desperately disappointing draw but the point might yet keep them up when the calculators are put to use next Wednesday.

Far from defensive in their approach, at least until City's desperation drove them back to their 18-yard line, Charlton played some nice stuff, never more so than when Bonne completed a scintillating move to give them the lead just before the hour mark. Jonny Williams, as usual the target for a series of cynical fouls, timed a delicious pass inside right back Maxime Colin to send Alfie Doughty surging to the left byline. The speedy wingback's hard-drived centre left Bonne the easy task of tapping past Lee Camp with the Midlanders' defence a spreadeagled mess

Phillips preserved the lead by reacting splendidly to turn aside Ivan Sunjic's volley as it zipped through a thicket of legs. But the outstanding young keeper's first half penalty save from Scott Hogan for so long promised to be the turning point on which this game revolved. Left exposed by Josh Cullen's disastrously underpowered backpass, he clipped Jutkiewicz as they came together for the 50-50 ball and was penalised by referee David Webb. Guessing Hogan's intentions correctly, Phillips plunged to his right to save and deserved the luck he got as Hogan inexplicably shovelled the rebound over the bar from five yards.

Heartened by Bonne's opener, meanwhile, the Addicks sought to double their advantage. Set up by the irrepressible Doughty, McGeady found space for a curling potshot which rebounded harmlessly off Camp's right hand post. Minutes later, belligerent substitute Chuks Aneke disdainfully broke through two overpowered defenders to lay on a point blank chance which Bonne hammered directly at Camp. "Missing clear chances from four yards out in the middle of the goal...you miss things like that, you don't win" was frustrated boss Bowyer's reaction to his side's profligacy.

Quite so... but the decks are cleared for the closing acts of this troubled, marathon season. Having persevered through a crippling injury list, expensive backroom thievery and the treacherous dive overboard of three rats, Bowyer's Boys of Summer deserve credit for taking the battle to survive into the final reckoning. They're fighting their hearts out for our club. Let's not give up on them now.

Birmingham: Camp, Pederson, Roberts, Dean, Colin, Sunjic (Kieftenbeld 73), Gardner, Crowley (Boyd-Munce 90), Bela (Bellingham 59), Hoan (Reid 59), Jutkiewicz. Not used: Trueman, Harding, Gordon, Burke, Fernandez. Booked: Gardner, Crowley.

Charlton: Phillips, Lockyer, Pearce, Doughty (Purrington 77), Field (Pratley 77), Cullen, Williams (Morgan 77), McGeady (Sarr 85), Hemed (Aneke 65), Bonne. Not used: Amos, Oshilaja, Forster-Caskey, Davison. Booked: Phillips.

Referee: David Webb. 

Brentford 2 (Benrahma, 75 pen, Pinnock 85) Charlton 1 (Bonne 8)

By Kevin Nolan...off the telly.

For the second time within four days, Charlton were dealt a sickening late blow -on this occasion two of them inside the last quarter hour -which cost them priceless points in their apparently endless struggle to stay in the Championship. The gutsy resistance they offered to arguably the best side in the division should hopefully give them heart to tackle the four-game run-in which kicks off on Saturday at The Valley against Reading and ends on Wednesday July 22nd at Elland Road, where they face champions-elect Leeds United (a big shout-out by the way for Bielsa's Boys, bless their big hearts, in their gallant bid to beat Stoke City tomorrow).

Charlton's warweary fans, meanwhile, will find it impossible to forget the dramatic climax to this exhausting season, which began so brightly, hit the skids as the injury list mounted and then took several turns for the worse on and off the field. Boardroom knavery dictated the narrative for a while as a loudmouthed gaggle of spivs vied to pick apart a special old club for their own ends. Results inevitably suffered and culminated in the damaging 1-0 home defeat to Middlesbrough which left them two points adrift in the relegation zone before Covid-19 intervened - perhaps an irrelevant silver lining under the grisly circumstances.

With the threat of a horror called PPG hanging over them for several months, the Addicks were instead handed a fighting chance to save themselves over a nine-game mini-season. At which point self-serving striker Lyle Taylor chose his time to lead a mutiny, including in its ranks stalwart defender Chris Solly and an also-ran called David Davis, a trio of recalcitrants who declined to stand alongside their mates as push came to shove. Solly wasn't expected to feature in Lee Bowyer's plans anyway and somewhat needlessly besmirched a fine reputation by his refusal to make himself available. Most Charlton fans would fail to recognise the useless Davis if they bumped into him in the street. Not so Taylor, whose effortless affability and approachability proved to be a hollow sham.

You know the shameful details anyway but repetition of them brings us neatly to the fifth game of the "season" at Griffin Park where the Addicks got off to the perfect start with the best goal of the evening. Jonny Williams's quick dart and measured pass sent Alfie Doughty clear on the left to cross accurately to the far post, where Jake Forster-Caskey outjumped his marker and nodded back across goal. Beating David Raya to the ball, Macauley Bonne headed home his ninth goal of his inaugural campaign, the first by Charlton from post-lockdown open play and the first scored by a recognised strikeIf they were daunted by falling behind, Brentford showed no signs of discouragement. Blessed with an abundance of attacking talent, they mounted drip-drip pressure on their visitors, interrupted briefly by the scare they received soon after Bonne's goal. Josh Cullen's inswinging left-wing corner eluded Raya and bounced off the bar to Jason Pearce, whose improvised volley also clipped the bar on its way to safety. Apart from one or two bits and pieces, that was the end of Charlton as an attacking force. Driven back by the Bees' relentless assault, they fought valiantly to stem the red-and-striped tide masterminded by Said Benrahma and lent important width by the excellent Josh DaSilva and Christian Norsgaard. Brentford's direct efforts on goal were actually few, the best of them drawing sharp saves from Dillon Phillips from Benrahma and DaSilva. With prolific scorer Ollie Watkins kept quiet for the second time this season, the South Londoners remained intact until the clock ticked into a one-sided game's final quarter hour. Even then, the South West Londoners' breakthrough was tainted by controversy.

There appeared to be only fleeting contact as Cullen and Benrahma came together inside the penalty area to dispute DaSilva's cross but the crafty Algerian made the most of what there was and hit the turf dramatically. You've seen 'em given, you've seen 'em not given but Beeskeeping referee John Brooks was more than ready to don his black cap. Benrahma recovered from his awkward tumble and equalised coolly from the spot.
The only issue now was whether Lee Bowyer's band of battlers could hold out for a prized point. Sadly this proved beyond them with five minutes remaining. Under intolerable pressure, they were unable to stop DaSilva's right wing cross at source and equally incapable of preventing Ethan Pinnock from bullying the ball past Phillips. Hearts were temporarily broken for a second time within four days.

Beaten but unbowed, Bowyer's stubborn bunch will continue to give survival their best shot. The manager can do his bit by naming his best team against Reading. Assuming Sam Field, who again limped off, is unfit, Darren Pratley will come back while room must be found again for Williams, Doughty and the inimitable Naby Sarr. With Forster-Caskey expected to be rested, possibly he will partner Bonne with Tomas Hemed (assuming he's fit) with the message to take it to Reading. If we're meant to go down, let's quit the scene with a bang not a whimper. This might be a space worth continuing to watch.

Brentford: Raya, Henry, Pinnock, Norsgaard, Jensen (Mercondes 61), Benrahma, Watkins, DaSilva, Jansson, Mbeumo (Dervisloglu 61), Rasmussen (Dalsgaard 61). Not used: Daniels, Thompson,Valencia, Jeanvier, Fosu, Zemburek. Booked: Dervisloglu.

Charlton: Phillips, Matthews, Lockyer, Pearce, Sarr, Doughty (Oshilaja 71), Forster-Caskey (Morgan 71), Cullen, Field (Pratley), Williams (Lapslie 56), Bonne (Aneke 79). Not used: Amos, Purrington, McGeady, Davison. Booked: Cullen

Referee: John Brooks

Charlton 1 (Pratley 12) QPR 0

By a nerve-wracked Kevin Nolan and his equally stressed computer.

A second post-lockdown 1-0 victory boosted Charlton's hopes of avoiding immediate relegation back to League One, from the horrors of which they were delivered a year ago at Wembley. Both performances were similar, each hinging on an early setpiece goal which hindsight, with its usual wise-after-the-event cockiness, assures us was capably defended but during which identically unpleasant, tension-charged second halves reduced sofa-bound fans to gibbering wrecks.

If the Addicks stave off relegation, the depleted squad responsible for reaching the promised land will be remembered with affection and gratitude by their fearful fans. Making light of the defection of a talented top scorer, whose name is now irrelevant, and of lesser importance the disloyalty of Chris Solly and David Davis, they have bonded in the club's interest and have given themselves every chance of making it to safety. There are tough tests still ahead but you'd be wise not to bet against them.
Scorers of Charlton's vital goals were a pair of grizzled veterans who have, as they say, been around the block once or twice and seen a thing or two on the way. The manner in which defender Jason Pearce risked life and limb to bully home Tomas Hemed's backheader at Hull was typical of the skipper's unstinting commitment. Pearce has his detractors but while he continues to put up, they need to shut up.

Defensive midfield stalwart Darren Pratley doesn't score often but his goals tend to be important ones. His quick response to Doncaster Rovers' third goal in last season's semi-final second leg set up the penalty shoot-out which booked the Addicks' place at Wembley. This matchwinner against QPR saw him tower above a posse of hooped defenders and direct a forceful downward header from Josh Cullen's outswinging corner off Liam Kelly's left hand and in off the right-hand post. Like Pearce, Pratley's goal topped off another yeoman personal contribution.

With their 12th minute opener to defend, the home heroes set about the task with impressive discipline and calmness. Alongside Pearce, Tom Lockyer was outstanding, as were coldly efficient full backs in man-of-the match Adam Matthews and Deji Oshilaja. In midfield, Cullen put in his customary all-round shift and Albie Morgan continued his dramatic improvement since the Championship resumed. At wide right midfield, Aidan McGeady provided a useful outlet but was eclipsed by the all-action impact of his 60th minute replacement Alfie Doughty. who may well start at Cardiff on Tuesday. Doughty's timely introduction relieved the modest pressure and might have brought him a welcome clinching goal. This kid's a livewire prospect.

Faced by opponents happy to allow them possession up to a mutually agreed point, then allowing them no further in obdurate ranks of four, Rangers advanced, hesitated, square-passed meaninglessly and petered out. A first half of huffing, puffing and generally aimless pottering about produced only Ebere Eze's perilously curling shot which passed uncomfortably close to Dillon Phillips' right post. Meanwhile, the Addicks threatened to double their lead when Macauley Bonne ran on to Morgan's perceptive pass, shot fiercely from a diminishing angle on the left but was denied by Kelly's alert near post save

A minute after the interval, in creating and squandering their solitary clearcut chance, the visitors caused temperatures to rise collectively in living rooms clear across the Southland. Presented with a point blank "certainty" by Angel Rangel's clever delivery, Jordan Hugill applied the routine finishing touch and was already planning his celebration until Phillips, making astounding ground along his goalline, blocked his shot. Pratley's goal settled this vital game; Phillips' incredible save made sure it did.

Almost inured to last gasp sickeners this season, Charlton's absentee fans still feared the worst but were in good hands. Even the grisly prospect of five added minutes caused barely a ripple of inconvenience inside an eerily resonant Valley where Pearce and his defiant cohorts dispassionately stood their ground. Mark Warburton's vanquished West Londoners had been handed a lesson in thrifty use of meagre resources. Mind you, the security of a second goal wouldn't go unnoticed, if only to increase the life expectancy among the Addicks' played out, locked out, worn out supporter.

Charlton: Phillips, Matthews, Lockyer, Pearce, Oshilaja (Purrington76), McGeady (Doughty 60), Cullen, Pratley, Morgan (Field 84), Bonne (Green 84), Hemed (Aneke 60). Not used: Amos, Sarr, Williams, Davison. Booked: Pratley

QPR: Kelly, Manning, Barbet, Masterson, Rangel (Kane 71), Cameron (Amos 71), Ball (Bettache 76), Eze, Chair (Shodipo 60), Osayi-Samuel (Oteh 71), Hugill. Not used: Lumley, Kakay, Gubbins, Clarke

Charlton 0 Middlesbrough 1 (McNair 17).

Kevin Nolan reports from The Valley.

Another costly error. Another failure to score. Another avoidable defeat, this one plunging Charlton, for the first time this season, into the relegation zone. The search for three teams worse than themselves isn't over but the air of desperation which spread through The Valley on Saturday suggests that self belief is in short supply.

The disastrous mistake which gifted Middlesbrough their winning goal followed the depressing format which has blighted this campaign, its most recent example being the gift presented to Huddersfield's Karlan Grant a week earlier which began a demoralising 4-0 rout. If there's a way of screwing up, Charlton will find one.

On this occasion, a Boro attack had foundered and the ball reached Ben Purrington safely upfield. Anxious to avoid confrontation, he attempted to find George Lapslie in support behind him but carelessly turned over possession to Rudy Gestede who promptly ran at a glacial defence. Gestede's squared pass was efficiently sidefooted past Dillon Phillips by Paddy McNair and the Addicks were already doomed to chase a lost cause.

There were, of course, other options available to Purrington, among them a safety-first approach currently frowned on by the modern game. Had he turned and put his laces through the ball, the moment might have passed unremarked but playing out from the back is now de rigeur. Charlton are nothing if not fashionable, with Phillips following the current trend of initiating pointless passing patterns which usually end up back at his feet and are then kicked long anyway into the heart of a defence given time to prepare.

On those occasions when the keeper sprinted to his 18-yard line to launch quick clearances into the channels, the Teesiders were less secure, with Lyle Taylor a persistent nuisance and Andre Green taking his cue alongside him. Defenders don't relish balls landing over their shoulders. That's not in the coaching manuals but it doesn't make it less true.

Before Boro's 17th minute matchwinner, Green had shown the way by breaking over the halfway line with a train of defenders in his wake. His excellent cross from the right was met by a straining Taylor, who was unable to keep his running volley on target. His "miss" was promptly put into painful context by McNair's cool finish. "It drives me mad after all we work on all week," lamented Lee Bowyer, "and the preparation just goes out the window. We were on top and then we just give them a goal. It's kid's stuff and last week was the same. We need men to stand up and fight."

Bowyer's distress was understandable but there is an alternative. To reduce the potential for defensive error, kybosh the building from the back rigmarole, get the ball through quickly to Taylor and Co. by way of eager midfielders like Josh Cullen and Jonny Williams, and play in the opposition's half as much as possible. There's enough pace and power in his team to trouble moderate sides like Middlesbrough and clearly faltering Hull City next Saturday. Start Taylor, Green and Macauley Bonne up front at KCOM Stadium and go for broke. If we're to go down, do it with a loud bang and not the acquiescent whimper we offer right now.

There were other chances for the Addicks, with Green's goalbound effort alertly blocked by Ryan Shotton and Dejan Stojanovic instictively parrying Green's fiercely struck drive. Deji Oshilaja headed Jonny Williams' cross straight at the debutant goalkeeper. In the second half, lively substitute Bonne's cross set up Darren Pratley to mangle a close range finish, while Bonne himself tamely flicked Taylor's low delivery into the Austrian keeper's hands.

But it was referee Stephen Martin's decision to book Taylor for simulation rather than award him the penalty he deserved for luring Harold Moukoudi into a rash tackle inside the area that rankled. The defender clearly clipped Taylor after being fooled by his sharp turn but Martin added the insult of a yellow card to the injury he inflicted by turning down his justified appeal for a spotkick.

None of which implies that Middlesbrough were anything but reasonably comfortable winners. Phillips contributed fine saves from Marcus Tavernier and Lewis Wing as the Northerners wasted time expertly, managed the second half shrewdly and completed a 1-0 league double over the Addicks. They inflicted a body blow, no getting away from that. But it ain't over, not yet it ain't. With Tom Lockyer back and Naby Sarr hopefully on his way, Charlton still have a shot at safety. It all begins again at Hull. See you there.

Charlton: Phillips, Matthews, Oshilaja, Pearce, Purrington (Hemed 83), Pratley, Green, Cullen, Lapslie (Bonne 46), Williams (Doughty 66), Taylor. Not used: Amos, McGeady, Amith, Davis. Booked: Matthews, Purrington, Taylor.

Boro: Stojanovic, Howson, Shotton, Moukoudi, Johnson, Clayton, McNair (Saville 81), Tavernier (Spence 87), Wing, Coulson, Gestede. Not used: Pears, Assombalonga, Fletcher, Morrison, Nmecha. Booked: Shotton.

Referee: Stephen Martin

Charlton 0 Blackburn Rovers 2 (Buckley 29, Adarabioyo 37).

Kevin Nolan reports from The Valley.

Like Storm Dennis which offered bluff and bluster but thankfully little carnage locally (so far), Charlton followed their firecracker win over Nottingham Forest with the damp squib of this tame, tepid defeat by cool Blackburn Rovers. Tony Mowbray's promotion outsiders handed the Addicks a lesson in calm, unemotional game management.

Never reluctant to tinker with a winning team, Lee Bowyer made just one, somewhat controversial change to the side which illuminated the City Ground. Despite playing his part manfully in midweek, diminutive Erhun Oztumer was possibly considered unsuited to Saturday's filthy conditions and unlikely to make a similar impression against Mowbray's physical Rovers. Fair enough but in his replacement Aiden McGeady, Bowyer hardly turned to a workaholic midfield hard man. McGeady's vague, jittery contribution failed to justify his decision to drop Oztumer.

Bowyer's dogged faith in Tomer Hemed is similarly difficult to understand. The strongly built Israeli tries hard but rarely looks likely to score. A goal would undoubtedly galvanise him - not to mention a patient crowd - but in five starts plus seven substitute appearances,  a breakthrough has looked unlikely. Either Andre Green (two goals) or the returning Macauley Bonne (eight goals) must surely start alongside Lyle Taylor in the crunch clash with Luton Town on Saturday. Both Green and Bonne featured on Saturday, significantly as replacements for Hemed and McGeady. Oztumer watched impassively from the bench.

Darren Pratley, if fit, should surely be considered ahead of David Davis, an apparent like-for-like but in fact a pale imitation of Charlton's inspirational on-field leader. Sadly, Pratley seems to have been disappeared to join Chris Solly, last seen in the Cup defeat by West Brom on January 5th, in a mythical Room 101 where discards are never seen again nor even discussed.

There was, to be fair, no lack of effort from Bowyer's choices but they were always second best to Mowbray's marauders. Following a bright start, during which both Taylor and Hemed drew competent saves from Christian Walton, Rovers asserted themselves. They were denied a fairly obvious penalty when Jason Pearce manhandled Dominic Samuel inside the area but moved into the lead within the opening half hour.Setting off on a solo dribble from left to right, with intelligent decoy running by Amari'i Bell in support beside him, winger John Buckley worked himself into a position from which to unleash a crisp drive which caught a useful deflection and left Dillon Phillips helpless on its way inside the keeper's right post.

Eight minutes later, the visitors doubled their lead with assistance from another of referee Andy Davies' eccentric decisions. It's taken for granted, of course, that players second guess referees even when caught holding a smoking gun but Davis' protest that his tackle on Buckley was legitimate had an earnest ring of truth about it. Davies was unmoved, however, leaving Stewart Downing to deliver a wickedly inswinging free kick which Tosin Adarbioyo turned in from six yards.

Before the interval, Taylor's athletically improvised header from Josh Cullen's cross was spectacularly tipped over the bar by Walton but Charlton's impact was minimal. Blackburn retired in good order with three points already securely in their grasp. Their sedate progress through an uneventful second half was uninterrupted by undue inconvenience, though it might have been interesting to discover where Hemed's close range header finished up had it not bounced harmlessly off an unaware defensive head into Walton's grateful hands. The keeper also parried Taylor's accurately struck free kick and repeated his earlier gymnastics to divert Cullen's powerful drive to safety, following Darragh Lenihan's crude foul on McGeady. But the two-goal deficit was otherwise comfortably protected.

Easily beaten by a better side, the Addicks will no doubt be encouraged to chalk this setback down to experience and move on. Next Saturday's visit from Luton Town now shapes up as this season's most crucial game, for which Bowyer's team selection will be critical. The Hatters have breathed life into their seemingly lost cause and will be no pushover. Is there such a thing in this crazy division?

Charlton: Phillips, Matthews, Lockyer, Pearce (Smith 46), Sarr, Doughty, Davis, Cullen, McGeady (Bonne 69), Taylor, Hemed (Green 60). Not used: Amos, Purrington, Oshilaja, Oztumer.

Blackburn: Walton, Nyambe, Lenihan, Adarabioyo, Bell, Travis, Johnson, Downing, Buckley (Bennett 84), Armstrong (Chapman, Samuel (Brereton 81). Not used: Leutwiler, Graham, Davenport, Carter. Booked: Nyambe, Bell, Lenihan, Buckley.

Referee: Andy Davies. Att: 25,363 (2083 visiting).