I'll keep this short because like most of the team, I can't be bothered.
No energy, no pace, no movement, no threat, no goal, no points. Instead we wandered around admiring what Walsall were doing. Two long shots in the first half were all we could muster and at half-time we were all left hoping it was another game of two halves when we might see some Charlton football.
Instead, Walsall continued to press and the inevitable goal when it came was very well worked and thoroughly deserved. If Robbie Elliott and Gary Doherty hadn't been working overtime, it could have been another Brighton. Christian Dailly will walk back into the side. Jonathon Fortune looked like he was sulking because he was missing his Sunday Lunch.
The rest of it was a dogs dinner. Full of mistakes and frustration. I'm seriously worried about White Hart Lane in January. On this form it will be embarrassing.