A phrase often used this time of year after a nice short trip, "Back home in daylight".
Today however, we're back home in tomorrows daylight but no nice sunrise to greet us back in Cumbria, more heavy cloud and lack of brightness, mimicking the mood of tired acceptance that we were well beaten.
Not sure what went wrong. In the first half we were on top, the home crowd was decidedly restless as we consistently won the ball back and looked dangerous.
In the second half we folded, much in the way Carlisle teams have folded over recent years, once one went in we looked terribly vulnerable. The fight back which had been so noticeable in the last two games just wasn't there and it wasn't a case of would we pull it back, it was how many are they going to get.
A late consolation goal, though welcome, meant little after the humiliation that went before.
Only time will tell whether this is a blip as a new team gels together or whether we can look forward to another season of disappoinment. Please, please let it be the former.
Lastly before I crawl into a darkened room for an hour or so; for goodness sake Carlisle players get some decent footwear!! This is the second match running where slips have cost goals and players have had trouble keeping their feet. Tonight as the game went slip-sliding away it was noticeable the Plymouth players didn't have the same problem, it was just the boys in blue who turned into bambi on ice.