We might, just might scrape into 6th place. If by some miracle we manage to get to the final, and that would be a miracle along the lines of turning water into wine or getting my wife off the phone before the half hour mark has elapsed, then we can look forward to another insipid Wembley performance. If by some hugely fortuitous circumstances we do manage to get promoted, and this is proper fantasy bollocks talk now, we could either attract some decent players and stay up because we'd have very few to start with, or we'd get thrashed by all and sundry every week because we'd have a squad that was piss-poor by Championship standards.
Then again I've got more chance of winning the lottery every week for the rest of the year.