And the rest of the night was good yes, had a mini pub-crawl through the town, grabbed a curry at the Nawab and then played some pool.

A few players probably brought some of the alcohol with them to the game, cos we got off to a very slow start. But we showed some patience and they never really gave us much trouble, then Miller fired home just before half time which was great because they were starting to believe in themselves a little bit and were sooooooooo fucking thick it was starting to get on my tits (as I was a little hungover too).

Then their retarded keeper (not sure whether that's a joke or not, he might actually be...) let Miller's free kick through his hands and Crabbeman's shot bounced up over him so we were 3 up pretty quickly after half time. They got a goal back but they were all mouth and no trousers - lots of shouting to each other about how good they were and how bad we were, but it wasn't actually true. Then Lewis got to grips with their defence, got bored with them, threw them away and fired a quality shot which was stolen off him by Matt "you'd do the same to me" Atkins for 4-1. Then Matt had an easy tap in for 5-1 and they got a bit of a soft goal for 5-2 but by then we were well on top and unlucky not to get another one or two.

I know that motivation and belief is good, but shouting "this is our game" at 4-1 down is really stretching things a bit. But, we'll need to be a lot better than we were against some of the stronger teams so there's plenty of work to be done yet.

Good to see you on Saturday Sillsy, sorry the game wasn't up to it but blame McClaren not Rooney - cheeky fucker knew that taking Rooney off would dilute some of the criticism.