Last week, Twitter was awash with wild rumours about Tim Cahill’s imminent return to the Den. Cahill is without a club at the moment and with the World Cup approaching, reports in the Aussie press suggested SE16 would be the perfect environment for him to get up to speed before one last hurrah on the international stage. I must admit, I was completely and utterly engrossed in the social media furore, frantically searching for the appropriate meme or gif to express my undying love for the bloke. The rational part of my brain would probably have said signing a 38-year-old was nothing short of daft. On this occasion though, rational thought wasn’t required. This is Tim Cahill. TIM CAHILL!

For several days, this was the only thing on most Millwall fans’ mind.

Then Leeds happened.

Although not in attendance at Elland Road, the tension in the Castle household was palpable. Having been relegated to the iPad while the other half watched netball on the red button, someone in Twitter Land had kindly shared a link to LUTV’s coverage, allowing me to ignore the Roses vs New Zealand to concentrate on more important matters.

Now, I haven’t written one of these blogs for a while. You’ll have to trawl back through the archives to find a previous entry where I predicted an away win was just around the corner. That was in November. Before kick-off in Yorkshire, the away win count was still set to zero. With past predictions still festering at the back of my mind, I didn’t hold out much hope of three points. What a fool!

In the first fixture since the end of the Leeds away Cold War, 1300 Lions fans travelled up to see an event rarer than Hailey’s Comet. In fairness, we did our best to implode having surrendered a comfortable 2-0 lead against ten men to find ourselves 3-2 down with five minutes to go. I’m not a violent man, but in that 15-minute spell when we fell behind, my dear iPad was close to being introduced to the front room wall at high velocity. Thankfully though, late goals from Tom Elliott and Jed Wallace ensured the celebrations in Crayford could be heard from the Don Revie Stand.

Of course, the fallout from such an audacious and frankly hilarious victory was predictable. Our friends from up north took objection to Steve Morison, the referee, Steve Morison, Millwall supporters, Neil Harris, the weather and Steve Morison.

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Steve Morison | Picture: Benjamin Peters Photography

Morison, who as far as I’m aware isn’t too popular in Leeds, has previously admitted in his typically dour style that he was ‘crap’ when he played for them. Fair do’s, sometimes it just doesn’t work out. But HOW DARE HE celebrate a goal for his current side against his former employees. The bloody cheek of it!? This isn’t a Leeds bashing by the way. I have friends who support Leeds, all of whom are thoroughly decent chaps. Sure, they suffer from fallen giant syndrome and it’s amusing to beat them but football supporters in general can be a bit precious about the behaviour of former players. This belief that all ex-players should go about their business quietly and politely is nonsense. Having taken stick for 90 minutes, I don’t think you could begrudge anyone for going nuts after scoring two goals at the death. Anyway, that’s done now. I’m sure we’ll meet again next season for another performance of the Millwall/Leeds pantomime.

That win sees us move nine points clear of the drop zone and further away from talk of any impending relegation battle.

This weekend sees the return of the FA Cup. A home win against League One strugglers Rochdale should be straight forward but this is Millwall so anything is possible. Harris will probably give a run out to a number of fringe players as well as recent addition Jason Shackell. At 34, Shackell is an experienced pro who’s been around the block so should provide decent cover in the centre of defence. With the transfer set to shut next Wednesday, it would be no surprise if Harris tries to get another body in. I hear on the grapevine there’s a young Australian available. Worth a punt?