Stood by the players’ entrance to the pitch with Terry and Chunky, I started a personal countdown when Oxford scored: how long would it be before someone said “that’s been coming” when they finally took the lead in the 80-something minute? The answer: roughly three seconds.

Had Oxford left the Pan without all three points, it would have been been a hell of a result for The Rooks. There was absolutely no lack of effort from our side, and with a tad more luck we could have scored once or twice ourselves, but there’s no doubt the visitors had the vast majority of the chances. Their XG must have been touching double figures.

I lost count of the number of times Oxford put a great cross into the box, normally at head height. They put at least two free headers over the bar, and a fierce cross-shot in the first half looked goalbound until (I think) Emma Thompson (not that one, and once of this parish) got her head to it and diverted it over the bar.

Still, it could have been Lewes who drew first blood. Liv Carpenter absolutely leathered one from about 25 yards with only ten minutes on the clock and I suspect the crossbar is still vibrating as I type some hours later.

But it was the visitors who dominated the first half, and most of the second. That they came within ten minutes of only taking a point was down to poor finishing, bad luck and a couple of brilliant stops from Emily Moore, who rightly claimed the official player of the game and – spoiler alert – ours too.

When the breakthrough did come it was surprisingly on the deck. The ball was fed into Emma Thompson’s feet and the striker turned and smacked it past Moore, albeit with Emily getting a hand to it.

We might have nicked a point at the end, the ever-dangerous Leah Lane breaking past the back line and forcing the Oxford stopper into a good save, but it would have been exceedingly harsh on the visitors had we taken that point.

Before we sign off, it’s great to see a few supporters are publishing a new printed fanzine for the women’s team, with some smashing artwork.

I’d love to pretend I don’t get the pun, but that would be an appalling lie.

Lewes: Moore, Brant, Banaras, Godfrey, Carpenter (Bell), Trewhitt (Ferguson), Howells, Harvey, Roche (Schreimaier), Edwards, Lane

Unused subs: Woods, Rolf, Rowe, Gilligan

Supporters Club player of the match: As previously billed, Emily Moore almost kept us level. Leah Lane gets an honourable mention for posing the main threat.