LET'S not kid ourselves. Saturday's 5-0 victory was handsome in the extreme, the sun was shining, and Mr Smith may well have learnt a few valuable things about his prospective Division Three strike force.
But I refuse to get caught up in the rather hollow and superficial hoop-la that followed the final whistle.
Cambridge are the worst side in the league and we demolished them in a tepid, lukewarm encounter that, in the greater scheme of things, meant nothing.
Wrexham got relegated at the weekend. Full stop.
In the aftermath of the final whistle, I heard people saying it was incredibly ironic that the Reds scored five on the day their demotion was eventually confirmed.
I disagree. I think it was incredibly predictable that, when the pressure for once was off, and the opposition for once was much weaker than the team wearing red and white, Smith s men performed.
Against Blackpool, when the pressure was on and the opposition was reasonable, they didn't. That's not ironic; that's predictable.
Five-star Lee Jones got all the headlines and the gongs, but if the man of the match award had gone to the hardest working, least selfish player on the pitch in effect, the man who facilitated the rout, it would now be sitting on Andy Morrell's mantelpiece. I think the number 17 may just have won himself a new contract.
Away from the goals and the grizzly reality that the Dragons had officially been relegated for the first time in 19 years, there was plenty to talk about, and listen to.
The Kop choir was on fine form and self-deprecating irony was the order of the day.
We're s*** and we're 4-0 up! was the best of the lot.
As Jones bagged the fifth, the noise got loud (Sign him up, sign him up!) and personal (Are you watching Faulconbridge?)
I think the answer to this question was Yes because at 4.56pm I spotted the ex-Coventry man signing autographs in the club car park, apparently having just exited the Sainsbury's Stand.
I found it hard to believe that anyone still wanted his signature after lacklustre performances and unreasonable wage demands aplenty this year but, as the saying goes, there's no accounting for taste.
It also seemed curious that on the day the drop became fact, the club had chosen to allow children into the ground for £1 only.
One charitable friend of mine said the Cambridge game was the ideal occasion for the scheme to be re-activated (sunny spring day, the expected low gate in need of a boost etc), but for my partI found it extremely difficult to fathom what the club's strategy was, if in fact there was a strategy at all.
The season is at an end, with relegation confirmed, and with all due respect to the Division Two wooden-spoonists, it was the one game in the year the Reds could easily expect to win.
With hindsight, the actual crowd figure of 2,581 would seem to tell its own story, as would the inadequate and rather amateurish hand-written notices saying 'All kids a pound today'.
Memo to WFC: If you're going to do something, do it properly, and not when the season is all but over.