On Saturday, Barnet fans made the long trip to Lancashire for the clash against fellow relegation battlers Accrington Stanley. Everyone on the supporter's coach prior to the game felt both nervous and optimistic.

All the optimism we fans had before kick-off faded away in half-an-hour. Accrington left-winger Lee Molyneux was the architect of our downfall after notching a 26-minute hat-trick.

Shortly before half-time, Elliott Johnson got his first career goal with a sweet volley from inside the box. This was not enough to lift the crestfallen and downhearted mood of the Barnet fans, with many worried about what this would do to our hope of survival.

The second-half brought about a much-improved performance, with us perhaps deserving a draw for our play in this period.

Recent loan signing Ross Jenkins scored one of the goals of the season, a spectacular overhead kick. We had chances to equalise but could not find that elusive third goal.

Five minutes before the end of the game, Edgar Davids received a very harsh second yellow, which saw him sent off against Accrington for the second time this season. Accrington held out for a 3-2 win.

The mood on the coach on the way back was one of disappointment and trepidation. A defeat saw us drop to our usual perch of 22nd, unbelievably level on points with the two teams above and below us.

If the loss was not bad enough, what happened next was a disaster: the club coach broke down on the motorway.

As we were waiting for a replacement coach to pick us up, the Barnet team coach spotted us in our black and amber shirts and beeped at us.

No more than ten minutes later the same coach returned, but to pick us up. It turned out Edgar Davids had sent the team coach to collect us and bring us to the warmth of the service station, instead of waiting outside in the freezing cold.

While he may be a pitbull on the pitch, but he is a class man off it.

At the service station, where all the players were congregated, I managed to chat to midfield maestro John Oster and our latest signing Tom Flanagan.

I also had a picture taken with Davids. Not many people can say that they have met Edgar Davids at a service station.

A further two coaches later, we reached our destination of Underhill, but everyone was in a good spirits as a result of Davids’ humble actions.

While the result did not go our way, it was a day that everyone on that coach will not forget for a long, long time.

There was something great about seeing us fans, who go up-and-down the country supporting the club, being helped out and talking to the players we cheer on every week.

Footballers have an unfair stereotype of being prima donnas, divas and egotistical maniacs but this could not be further from the truth.

It is fair to say it is never dull being a Barnet supporter.