OK, I admit it. I'm a pessimist. Despite a Premier League win, three promotions, a Worthington Cup, a Full Members Cup, a decent run in Europe, some semi finals and plenty of wins over local rivals, my sense of doom about Blackburn Rovers, carved on my soul in 1981 at Eastville, and branded again 8 years later at Selhurst Park says - we're an unlucky club.
I've just got back from Wolves. Two thoughts have dominated today. The first is how pleased I was, purely for reasons of personal security, that Wolves stayed up too. I got a bit of shoeing near that subway in 1982 and didn't fancy a moody walk back to the station at my time of life.
But the main thought was about that first half performance. Rovers didn't just edge out a nervous home side, Wolves were crushed by a superior mindset, better skill, better technique and a thoroughly professional performance. Every single player did their very very best and proved their worth as top class players. You think then, why? oh why? have I spent the last week being grumpy and tetchy and worried for the future.
Had they displayed that sort of quality at home to Blackpool, Newcastle and Birmingham then there would have been a very different dimension to the run-in. So different that the magnificent support today would have stayed at home.
That leads you to the final shock of the day on checking the league table and seeing that Rovers finished 3 points behind Bolton and Stoke who have been lauded for having "excellent" seasons. Sure, they both did well in the cup and have faded towards the end, but this Rovers team was always capable of doing better than fighting for scraps. They are so much better than this. I hope that performance and the support today has convinced a lot of them to stick around.
Today isn't the day to call time on Steve Kean, to rail against Venky's, or to make demands. But it is a time to set the bar for what is acceptable. A great deal this season hasn't been good enough, in fact it's been quite disgraceful - including several dismal performances under Sam Allardyce and several under this bloke.
Today gave us all a glimpse of what we have a right to expect - even a miserable old git like me.