As you settle down to watch Liverpool take on Norwich tomorrow afternoon, bare something in mind - just three years ago Blackpool did the double over the Reds.
While I never in a million years want to compare the two clubs, it’s a simple reflection of just how quickly things have gone sour at Bloomfield Road.
As a fan myself I am not going to sit here and tell you I expect the Seasiders to be challenging the probable champions of England, or even any of the Premier League, but we all deserve better than this.
I’ve been the first in the past to credit the Oyston family for where they’ve taken the club and how it’s grown in the past 15 years under the current chairman Karl.
But the last two years simply haven’t been acceptable.
Without doubt Oyston has now reached the most crucial point of his whole time in charge at Bloomfield Road, basically he has a decision to make.
Does he want Pool to slip back into the previous mould of a third tier club, or has he real ambitions to be a stable top half Championship side?
Regardless of whether or not Barry Ferguson manages to perform a miracle and avoid the drop this season, a major summer inquest is needed.
And while personally I’m not the sort of supporter who’d be running on the pitch or throwing tennis balls around, I can understand the frustrations of everyone inside Bloomfield Road at the moment.
Make no mistake, this has been a horrible, horrible season.
Last night’s game against Burnley was one of the lowest points in my 25 years of following the Seasiders, to make things worse it was all played out in front of Sky cameras and the eyes of the nation.
While the players at least gave their all on the pitch and were unlucky not to get a point, no-one off it came out of this with credit.
Whether it was Bob Malcolm getting involved with one of his own players, the game being halted three times due to protests or even young members of the Oyston family waving tennis racquets around to goad protesters, it was all pretty poor.
I’m afraid to say this is a club in total crisis, and one which Oyston has allowed to slip totally out of control.
It’s time he got a grip of things, before it’s too late.