The Tanner Report: Fulham 2 Hull 0
This performance was more Jose Mourinho than Jean Tigana but not early Scott Parker.
Having achieved a two goal lead through goals from the rejuvenated Mitrovic and the impressive Fabio Carvalho we closed the game out.
We should have scored another but I can only recall one Hull shot on goal all game.
Jean Michel Seri has not had an illustrious career at Fulham.
He was expensively acquired from OGC Nice for our promoted Premier season of 2018-19 and he scored a brilliant goal against Burnley but lost form and favour.
The last two seasons he has been out on loan but I guess his high wages and age put off clubs acquiring him permanently.
Now he plays a deeper role, covering for the injured Harrison Reed, and made a huge contribution yesterday.
He was always there to support the man in possession and reminded me of Sean Davis at his best.
Seri made the first goal for Mitrovic who peeled away to find space and headed home from short range.
Antonee Robinson made the second for Carvalho who showed his skill on the ball to dink the ball over the Hull keeper.
There is clearly a massive difference between the Championship and Premiership.
For a start there is no VAR and the refereeing is less impressive.
You can get way with more and Carvalho and Harry Wilson are going to be targeted.
One of the reasons why the game became dull were the injuries to Tim Ream, Carvalho and Kenny Tete which unbalanced the side as forward Bobby de Cordova was obliged to play right back.
Whilst it was good to be back at Craven Cottage the new stand still stands empty and the view from my seat and the facilities behind the goal are not that good.
Craven Cottage is not that accessible at the best of times but the whole quarter down to Clapham Junction was bedevilled and gridlocked by road works so the journey door to door from my coastal retreat took six hours in all.
I am entitled to a senior railcard so the first class carriage is not too costly and offers privacy if nothing else but even this is not certain as on every journey I have made recently the carriage is invaded by passengers making noisy mobile calls.
The only praise I can give to the useless rail system that is Southern is the extreme care and attention a supervisor – as they call them nowadays – gave to a blind woman – escorting her to her seat and carrying her suitcase.

