You know you must have attended a poor game when a) you remember absolutely sod all about it and b) the biggest talking point to come out of it as the petulant display offered by your supposed star striker at the end of the game. Much has been said and discussed about the actions of Glenn Murray, and while most of the visiting supports general problem with the situation seems to revolve around his total blanking of the fans, the bigger problem could well be the total lack of respect shown to his team mates.

Murray has, despite the fact he has transfer listed himself because his wife is wearing the trousers and demanding a move up north, recieved good support from the Albion fans – this was no different on Saturday. He repaid this support by coming over to the fans, shaking hands with Lewis Price, and then sprinting off down the tunnel with no acknowledgement of that support. This also resulted in him missing the team huddle that took place after the game in the centre circle, when hopefully Mr Slade delivered a few home truths after another abject display.

So, what of the game? Well, to describe it as being as exciting as a night with Margaret Beckett would really do a disservice to nights with Margaret Beckett. Neither keeper had to make a save of note, as the Albion team stretched their shots on target to game ratio to three in three.

Murray’s seeming lack of care isn’t going to help the situation, as with Forster’s non-selection looking like he is plodding towards the retirement home, there is a real lack of substance in attack to address the situation. It is hard to judge just what effect Liam Dickinson is having on the team except for in the fashion stakes, as his pink boots are certainly scoring high on the flair scale, as the complete lack of service from midfield was again evident. Not even the return of Kevin McLeod, who looks like he has gone on the Fern Britton weight loss programme over the summer, could address the creativity problem, and going with one up front against a side who have just come up from the bottom league smacked of negativity on the part of Mr Slade.

Still, if the attack looks like it is a problem, defensive wise we were never really troubled. Two league games in now, and the only player to give Michel Kuipers any problems is Andy Whing and his bullet own goal against Walsall.

With an aggregate score of 11-0 in games away at Brentford since 1998, a 0-0 draw looks like a good result. Now it is up to Mr Slade to try and ensure we kick on from it – and preferably give Murray a kick in the scrotum while he is at it.