Hit the post, hit the cross-bar, goalmouth clearances, last gasp equaliser – I don't think I can take another 125 years of Bristol Rovers matches.

We may not have been in blue and white quarters, but a West Country derby against a team in red called the Robins is always a thriller.

Chris Lines' great late equaliser was no more than we deserved in a match that should have been sewn up long before the end.

Once again we did not show enough urgency until we were forced to chase the game after giving away two poor goals.

Yet it had all looked so different early on as Rickie Lambert smashed in another classic goal to rank with any in the last 125 years.

But those bad habits crept in once we were in front, as we conceded the initiative to Swindon, seemingly content to sit back on our lead.

Once again we saw our boys only sparked into life after Swindon's second goal, plus the introduction of forgotten man Sean Rigg for Jeff Hughes.

Hughes had been having one of his better games, which is not really saying a lot, but he offers us no width on the left.

It was a pressure game for Rigg, who missed a great chance soon after coming on, but he picked himself up to play a great part in our fightback, although I'm not sure about those yellow boots.

Lines is another player who is better when the heat is on and how we need to see more of those probing runs into the box.

However, Saturday was a big improvement on that 6-0 defeat 125 years ago against the mighty Wotton-under-Edge. How I bet those Black Arabs wished they had a Rickie Lambert in those days.