Making several feet of empty air appear to be a space through which no football can pass is a talent in its own right. It is a skill often limited to those poor unfortunates among us who found themselves, at a very early age, carrying the cruel curse of being absolutely, baffling hapless when with ball at feet. Take a shot and trip over your leg hapless.

It is a curse, seemingly bestowed upon these unfortunates at random. For the child picked last for every game it is the cruellest of fates as, no matter how they focus, that ball just will not do what it is told. Many of these types end up in journalism, incidentally.

Linfield’s Ryan Henderson (pictured), you would imagine, was not often considered part of this group of the untouchables of playground sport.

He’s able to kick a ball and, usually, in the general direction he wishes. He gets paid to do it. A calmly behaving ball, at a reasonable height should be fairly simple for him to thump in a straightish line. (Straghtish would have done here.)

Well, not last night. Oh no.

Henderson’s stoppage time howler, from the almost unfathomable distance of several feet, was only saved the status of most embarrassing Linfield moment by the late, late intervention of some aggressive “political” behaviour from the travelling fans, some of whom decided to cause a bit of trouble and raise the Union flag, before heading home to Belfast.

That sort of thing will generally spare the blushes of an open goal miss. Not that it will stop us reliving Henderson's magic moment.

And here's the good of the game, 5 well taken goals