CamdenIron posts his latest blog ahead of Saturday's big Humber derby with Hull City:

So, that was the month that was; the earth shook under Lincolnshire, Sir Macca spent the month in court, the "Suffolk Strangler" was caught and the Iron remained rooted to the bottom of the Championship.

Yet February started so well. A 1-0 win over Charlton and cynicism dissipated, spirits raised - albeit briefly. That day, as of many this season, we fully deserved the three points and gave a committed, satisfying performance that in many ways was more enjoyable than the opening day draw at the Valley. Even more so, as we travelled up from London with an Addick supporting work colleague. For once this season, bragging rights in the office would be all mine!

However, the Iron had to wait until this month (March) for their next win as fellow strugglers Coventry were beaten 2-1 at Glanford Park. Martin Paterson scoring a sublime first before Jack Cork scored the winner (intentionally?) halfway through the second half. Of course the referee tried to give the opposition a helping hand by awarding a soft penalty to Coventry, but the three points were secured. As a friend of mine said, hopefully the shakes of the 26th will shake up United's season for the good. We haven't won back to back games all season; three points away at Hull on Saturday would be most welcome.

Unfortunately I have to mention the Stoke game, just to help ease some of the pain. Losing again by the same score line to the same side after being in such a commanding position was almost too much to bear. The Friday night match last month proved too difficult for me to get to in one night, so it was left to the wonder of text to communicate events. At half-time in a London Victoria curry house I was celebrating; at full time I was caressing a tear-sodden poppadom. That's all I need to say about that?

Like Stoke, Bristol City are having an incredible season and I'm sure I'm not alone in feeling slightly envious at their progress. Envy that has twisted into a slight pang of resentment at Gary Johnson's comments post-match. His suggestions at the end of last season that Scunthorpe were fortunate champions jarred somewhat, but to state that City were worthy 1-0 winners last month were ridiculously wide of the mark. A drab game with few chances had 0-0 written all over it until City benefited from an outrageous bit of luck. That unfortunately is the difference between the two ends of the table.

On another note there was a lot of talk in February about referees and so many dubious decisions going against Scunny, especially at home this season. There can't really be any argument that some of the refereeing performances seen at Glanford Park have been nothing short of disgraceful. Indeed, watching us lose at home to Bristol City, I couldn't help but sum up the points these poor decisions have cost us. Twelve points that would have taken us to moderate safety were, in a wave of a linesman's flag or blow of the referee's whistle, stolen away.

Still, we shouldn't dwell on these things and crying over a perceived conspiracy plot against Scunny will not win sympathy nor encourage the players. It's far more important to consider that, there are still eleven games to play and as strange as it may sound, Scunthorpe's destiny is still in their own hands. The points are there to be won and with a little bit of luck that is long overdue and more of the positive performances we've seen a lot of this season, the impossible can happen.

As the song says, "it's now or never?."

It's in our reach, up the Iron!

CamdenIron