Warnock asked for three games to change the world. Then it was eleven. Then it was six wins out of nine. Now? Well let's stick with the number ten, the position Leeds are stuck in. Or seven, the points they are shy of play off qualification with eight games to play - and that's before Brighton play Crystal Palace tomorrow.
Of course, Leeds still have a chance. There would be no fun if the agony were over already. Warnock will still send out the battle cry. Nothing has changed. In fact Leicester are looking even more vulnerable, Bolton's magical run has ended and Miserablebrough continue to play like relegation certainties rather than promotion contenders. But Forest are all but there, as I predicted at the start of the season, and Leicester need just 12 points from 8 games to finish above Leeds, miracles excepted; and if Brighton win tomorrow then all bets will be virtually off.
Warnock has ballsed up, big time, but he won't see it that way. Some might say, never mind a statue, the guy needs to be sunk in concrete and then tipped into the Aire. But it's not Neil's fault! How could it be? Blame the referees, the assistant referees, Master Bates, eighteen year full backs and Carlos Tevez. In fact, blame Nostradamus, Karl Marx, Gordon Brown and Islamic Fundamentalism. No hang on, don't blame the Muslims, they now pay Neil's wages!
How shit are Leeds when all is said and done? I tried to be positive this morning, I tried to paint a picture of potential success, but at the end of the day, even with Leicester and Bolton losing, Warnock's Wonders still contrived to cock it up against a very, very ordinary Huddersfield team.
Thank God I didn't risk my winnings from Tuesday night. Instead I backed Villa to beat QPR. Happy days!
But don't lose heart all you Leeds fans. Six wins from eight games is all you need. Leeds can still do it!