It was clear to see that Rovers were missing the flair and vision of James Coppinger, Tommy Rowe and Alfie Beestin
At times both teams were trying to slow down a game that was already barely moving; it was like taking a break from pushing a milk-float uphill.
Doncaster Rovers were backed by an increasingly optimistic away following as they earned a deserved victory over Blackpool.
Just as it seemed both sides had succeeded in their mission to senselessly bludgeon every last bit of interest out of the game, Rovers took the lead.
Luke McCullough belied the conditions to pick out passes with such accuracy I feared raising my arm above my head for finding a ball at my feet.
In total 2,609 Doncaster fans travelled, knowing all too well their team had not won in Rotherham since 1985.
Opting for 4-4-2, Rovers were at Fleetwood from the first minute and despite several changes, gave the appearance of a settled team.
Rovers produce a performance so abject that they managed to make an average League One side look like Champions League material.
The first half’s only notable moment? The fantastic 26th minute show of appreciation for James Coppinger’s 500th League appearance for Rovers.
James Coppinger fired the visitors into the lead within five minutes after goalkeeper Stephen Henderson was unable to keep out his drilled effort.
Losing two first-team centre-backs to injury would be a problem for any team. Losing another within the first twenty minutes of your next match spells disaster
Rovers pressure eventually came to fruition when Tyler Garratt’s cross was guided home by the beautiful head of Alfie Beestin