Even if Boro get a good result tonight, will it actually mean anything? Si's Insights looks forward to tonight's FA Cup clash with caution

Every now and then during the first half of that wretched campaign - let's face it, excluding August, the first half of September and most of March, that season was hell - a good performance or goal would rise, convincing us that we might just have turned the corner, only for us to revert to type soon after. The win over Newcastle in the last sixteen of the then Coca-Cola Cup was the ultimate case in point. With injuries and divisions in the camp escalating - Emerson and Ravanelli had hit the headlines for all the wrong reasons, and Juninho had to publicly state how happy he was in the area to quieten the tabloids - we proceeded to pull the wool over everyone's eyes, me included, with a Juninho-inspired all around attacking display that sent us all into dreamland. But the Newcastle game was simply a case of spoiling us rotten to try and make up for and disguise league ineptitude. It was a mirage, not an oasis.
The 3-1 victory was utter wishful thinking, a sign of the team we hoped Boro would be. But in the long term scheme of things, it meant nothing. Sure, it felt great to see our foreign legion in full flow - well, one of them anyway. It felt great to see our two mismatched - not that we cared at the time - strikers scoring. It felt great to see the maligned Derek Whyte taking the chance to stick one up at his critics. And it felt great to beat the title contenders at a full Riverside.

Fast forward thirteen years to a not-too-dissimilar situation. A Boro side with a dodgier defence and a promising but erratic, wasteful and worst of all, misfiring attack find themselves virtually sleepwalking to the dreaded drop. Yet once they reach the last sixteen of a cup competition, this time, the FA Cup, we see exciting flowing football, a solid determined defence and two superbly taken goals. Better still, it paves the way for a 2-0 triumph over Liverpool at the weekend, one of just two defeats that season for the Merseysiders.
Alas, normal service is resumed at Spurs the following week.

Even a win over Chelsea tonight and a win over Cardiff at the weekend will around mistrust. We've established ourselves as The Club That Cried Wolf, a team that's given so many false alarms that you wonder why we should be convinced when they actually do produce something of worth.
Now, tonight could (don't laugh) see something like that famous 3-0 win over Chelsea seven Februarys ago. You know, the one that inspired survival and two memorable cup runs. But, judging by history, it's bound to be a fleeting moment.
It's such a shame. There is undeniable talent at this club of ours. But what will we do with it?
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POSTSCRIPT: Well, we didn't get a chance to do very much with it in the end. We gave it a good go, and it was great to see Scott McDonald back to full fitness. But the gulf in class was all too striking - we didn't seriously, consistently threaten the Chelsea goal until the game was beyond us and they had "switched off" a little. It remains to be seen whether a "combative loss" will be enough to spark a winning run, especially since our imperious home form seems to have evaporated. Read John Powls' piece at Boro Banter for a more detailed account of the match.
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