Going into Elland Road on a Tuesday night has not brought many happy memories for Leeds fans.
So with the temperature dropping, Tuesday's game at Charlton had all the potential to bring those bad memories back.
Neil Redfearn returned to the dugout at Elland Road for the first time since becoming head-coach and he was quick to recall Liam Cooper due to Jason Pearce's one-match suspension.
Sam Byram returned to the starting line-up in place of Gaetano Berardi while Adryan replaced Steve Morison.
United started the game at a steady pace and could have taken the lead when Souleymane Doukara almost volleyed a cross from the right-hand side into the top corner.
For the majority of the first-half, neither side could really create clear cut chances. The Addicks were always dangerous on the counter attack due to the pace of Callum Harriott.
Charlton on another day could have scored when Andre Bikey had a chance from a corner after Marco Silvestri totally missed the ball.
Alex Mowatt then hit a thunderbolt towards the top corner but it just went over and out for a corner but Leeds continued to just plod along.
The half-time break couldn't have come any quicker but Mowatt soon got the crowd on their feet with another piledriver from distance.
After originally struggling to control the ball, Mowatt turned back onto his strongest foot before curling the ball into the top corner.
Instead of pushing on, the Whites sat back and were punished when they allowed Johann Berg Gudmundsson to nip into the area before he placed the ball into the net at the near post.
Mowatt once again showed his class when he curled the ball in from distance once more. The 19-year-old picked the ball up at the edge of the area and wrong footed the keeper once again before celebrating in front of the Kop.
Redfearn's men were pegged back in the 81st minute when Giuseppe Belluschi fouled his man in the box and Gudmundson stepped up to slot the ball home.
United tried in vein in the final few minutes to find an equaliser but they were punished for some sloppy defending on the night.
On to Blackpool, where we must win...surely?