Forgive me for not writing a novella about Friday’s game. The whole evening had a feeling of ‘let’s get the job done and go home’ about it. It felt really weird to be there on a Friday night too, another erosion of the tradition and history of the FA Cup. It’s a competition that I’ve always loved, there’s something special about it, but over the years it’s become less and less fashionable.

It’s often said, rightly, that games like these are what win you titles. With no disrespect to Fulham, one of the few clubs I don’t have something against, these are the sort of games that we expect to win comfortably and often do. The reason we’re top of the league is because we’ve rarely missed a beat when playing the teams below the top six. Even the trickier teams like Southampton, Stoke and Newcastle have been beaten. Our only blips against teams we really should have beaten were on the opening day against Villa and West Brom away. The defeats to United and City weren’t unexpected, whilst draws at home to Everton and Chelsea are not to be sniffed at. A two-nil win at home to Fulham is exactly the type of result that has built us such a solid foundation for our title challenge.