It is true, Ipswich have spent 14 consecutive years in the second tier of English football. Some would be quite proud of this achievement but others view this as abject failure, point to others' successes and believe a change at top is the answer. However, I think some perspective is required.
Congratulations to Leicester City, the incredible achievement of Ranieri, Vardy, Mahrez, Drinkwater, Schmeichel and co should have every fan, of every football club, doffing their caps in tribute this week – and for a long time to come.
Can you remember those halcyon days when football seasons did not end on 5th April and there were things to play for right up to the ultimate final whistle? Football is about excitement. Football fans need to have those end-of-season games of excitement and intrigue.
That small amount of promise and hopefulness at the start of the year has been well and truly dashed and this looks like it’s going to be one of those frustrating seasons; one where Ipswich is competitive enough against all but the best sides in the division but just not good enough on a consistent basis to ever build the momentum necessary for a sustained promotion challenge.
Fifteen years, a lot can happen in 15 years. People have got married, had kids and even divorced in that time. Some might have developed their career and others may well have seen the stagnation of their football club, Ipswich Town.
Fifteen games to go and we sit in eighth position, three points off sixth. Looking in with a pragmatic point of view, we are in a good position to kick on and push for a play-off place between now and May. We can only hope that another play-off campaign can be achieved.
With the walk out of some Liverpool supporters last weekend and the news that Liverpool FC are scrapping the now infamous £77 ticket, is there about to be a sea change in the way supporters are treated?
Due to all the arguments about not spending money on players and other people saying 'spending doesn't guarantee success', I decided to do some research. I've looked at every club that has been promoted since we were relegated in 2002.
As strong winds and torrential rain batter the UK, we enjoy again another wet and dreary winter. Long gone are the visions of a white and frosty Christmas so often played out in annual offerings from Hollywood.
I feel angry now. Not disappointed or upset, but angry. It's not just that Town lost, and lost to lower league opposition, AGAIN. It's that we didn't want to win. Or, to be more specific, our manager didn't want us to win: he rested his entire first XI.