Date: 29th October 2017 at 10:42am
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In a game where chances were few and far between, it needed a moment of pure magic to bring this derby alive. The first-half saw the contest with Wimbledon punting high balls to their oversized players, which had our defenders, mainly Magennis, struggling to make any positive advances or connections to bring the advantage back to the Addicks.

This type of play made the game scrappy and not very entertaining. The physical players and the structured presence of the Dons defence in control against a formation of the Addicks that became increasingly desperate in their efforts to get forward.

It was clear from the kick-off that the Dons` strategy was to prevent the Addicks from playing their kind of game. The high balls did nothing for the flowing moves that is associated with the Addicks which has served them well in past games. The first period of this dire game did nothing to dampen the frustration, interspersed by pride and diligent determination from the Wimbledon side, here to defend.

Many of the supporters were bored with this no commitment from both sides. They wished the half-time whistle would put all who had to sit through this none-event out of their misery. Maybe a half-time pint will at least freshen up the vocal chords that went through a real hammering.

The second half started much like the first half finished. More high balls, more misplaced passes especially from the once solid Solly who seems to have lost his ability to play first time balls but prefers to differ which on one occasion could have been very costly indeed.

Mind you, he was not the only one. Dasilva had a poor game, so did Bauer whose actions for playing the man got him yellow carded. Ok, Wimbledon are a physical side and have mountains of mankind in their team, but if we are going to progress in this division we need to adapt to the likes of these sides. There are more teams like Dons out there who will test our resolves to the full.

As I have said. The game needed a real class of magic to unlock the stubbornness of the defence that kept out the Addicks. Although prior to this magical individual effort it would have been fitting if Tariqe Fosu chanced to add to his tally. He was blocked by Charles which was also seen by the home supporters a possible penalty spot-kick. Penalties are not easily awarded to us. I don`t know what we have to do to get one.

The game, such as it was, looked like becoming stalemate. A draw against a side that had a physical presence and not much more in their playing tactics would have done nothing for the Addicks` moral. Having played better sides and ground out a victory, this game could have been labelled as a defeat. But somehow with the game set to become a bore draw was forced by a series of corners that gave the covered end hope.

Desperate defending from Wimbledon had the North end supporters on their feet when several chances were blocked by George Long. Ricky Holmes` unbelievable free-kick sent the home support into a frenzy of celebration. Games such as these only need a moment of magic to unlock the door to success. Ricky Holmes did what he does best. Sprinting towards to the eighteen yard area, he was needlessly hacked down just outside the area which could so easily have been a penalty if he had travelled another foot.

We were in for a treat. From an acute angle the man we have come to except to do the impossible, delivered a free-kick of some quality. It was clear in the way the game was panning out that the only way we would beat these big boys would come from something special.

Twelve minutes was all we had to prevent an equaliser which was something we in the past conceded. But even in the five minutes extra time the Addicks back-line held firm. The final whistle had Robinson`s players embracing each other. The cliché says these are the sort of games you have to win if you want to get promoted, and who will say a word against the Addicks achieving their potential on what they have achieved so far.