I'm conscious of the fact that I've spent the entire season whinging and so, with one week remaining, I'm going to accede to my mother's assertion that I should either find something constructive to say, or not say anything at all.
Given that the latter is not really an option and could end up with me seeking alternative employment (who cheered?), it is the former with which I am charged - and it's not easy.
Let me think; something constructive about a season that has seen two of our region's clubs go through upheaval off the pitch and two go through hell on it.
A campaign that started with the power-brokers talking about a new dawn of peaceful negotiation and closes with them threatening each other with legal action. A season in which yet another young man has sustained a serious neck injury.
Don't get me started on the national team.
There has to be some redeeming feature that will make us recall the good old days of 2006-7 and go dewy-eyed and not just because our rose-tinted specs are out of focus - other than it's about to end.
Of course, there's the fact that Worcester have wrestled their own destiny back into their own hands. Whatever happens this weekend, it should not be forgotten that this is a team that did not win a league match until November.
That one more victory, at home to Saracens this weekend, will guarantee success in their battle against relegation is a remarkable achievement - a credit to anyone involved.
The spirit at Sixways has never wavered and I genuinely believe that's not just a professional rugby club putting positive spin on a parlous situation; those boys have remained tighter than a cropped top on a fat lass.
No doubt if they go down, all hell will break loose and bloodlust will get the better of some people, but Worcester are a stable club and should remain so, even if they end up in National One.
Moseley's nose has remained resolutely close to the grindstone, as well. They, too, must win at the weekend to secure their status and a decent effort that would be, too.
Ignoring the fact that two relegation battles would suggest we're scratching around for positives, I'll move on to the England team, where there are positives to be taken from their body of work.
Wins over Scotland and Italy at Twickenham are all very run-of-the-mill, but the way they dismantled France was hugely impressive.
Brian Ashton's creed of running rugby sat well in an impressive new stadium and with Toby Flood and Coventry lad Shane Geraghty running the show, there was a youthful vigour to a new generation.
Gone were plodders, led by arch-Roundheads Andy Robinson and Martin Corry, and in were lads who could shift a bit. Rugby's moved on and it took a 60-year-old to demonstrate England understood that.
The World Cup won't be won, the group might not even be won but the Red Rose is more likely to bloom under Ashton's expertise than Robinson's.
Back in National One, but on a similar note, Pertemps Bees have also produced some scintillating and expansive rugby and truly deserved to make their first appearance at Twickenham instead of falling at the final hurdle yet again.
Steve Williams has recreated the sort of free-flowing gameplan that characterised his time at Coventry and will no doubt oversee an equally attractive approach next season.
Further down, Dudley Kingswinford came within a point of winning Midlands One but get the chance of returning to the National Leagues when they play Beverley in a play-off in Yorkshire this Saturday.
Rather obligingly, Beverley lost at home last weekend for the first time since Moses was a lad, while DK prepared with a routine win at Lichfield. Good luck, chaps.
And if you'll indulge me, there's my former club, Bournville, who had the best season in their history, won every game in finishing top of Midlands Five West (North) and came within a couple of wins of also making it to Headquarters.
Which just goes to show, if you look hard enough, beneath the gloom and despondency, the game's heart beats reasonably strongly. There... that wasn't so hard, was it?