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Shouldn't have taken Shola off last night. Love or hate him that Man City back four were shitting themselves in the air last night, it was probably going to be our best chance of scoring against them. This is why I said we needed to bring in a back up big man up there just to mix up a bit, because sometimes knocking it long isn't the worst idea in the world. Gives you options.

He has gone backwards. Although it's difficult to tell why. One thing I do know though, he really needs to work out offside. Or someone needs to coach him. We purposely watched him along the line last night and he has no concept of offside. He ball watches and pays no attention whatsoever to where the back four are. It's like he's completely oblivious to it. Scary.

The Far Corner is a great book (I was at the Whitley Bay game he covers) and I really enjoyed the Paul McGrath book as well, thought it was a great read. Most footballers autobiographies are shit and I avoid them like the plague as they tend to tell you fuck all and cover pretty mundane ground. The McGrath book for me was slightly different as it was dealing with far more than football. I read the Miracle of Castel Di Sangro and did enjoy it but the author got on my tits a bit. Came across as a bit of a know it all yank and seemed surprised when they told him to fuck off after he started to give tactical advice. Off the top of my head, I recommend Quinny's book Who Ate All the Pies as also being a bit different but I guess most on here have probably read it.

Sorry to hear about your shite CT, my father in law is also not right at the minute and he's fully expecting to be told the big C has returned so I feel your pain. On a positive, I went to that interview today and got offered the job less than an hour later. Turned it down as the salary is shitter than I thought and I can't really afford to take the hit, despite it being a canny job. If it paid a little better I'd be sticking my 'fuck off I'm leaving' letter on my boss's desk first thing in the morning. Alas, no. Still, I'm chuffed to bits to get offered a job, didn't expect it so feeling like a dog with two dicks.

I'm in the camp of not being that fond of derby day to be honest, well, especially at their place. I'm am still emotionally scarred by the 1990 play offs to be honest. Post Traumatic Stress. I like to get them out the way, stuff them, laugh for a bit, then move one.

Nah, well out of that car crash. Chariteeeee sector for a while. Interview is for another charity. Keeping it real.

Heat maps? WTF?

Getting him mixed up with Paolo Nutini.

I wasn't defending him, I was just saying. Just to add, the uncle I was talking about was also a great singer and sang in a choir. After the war there was a big push by the government to have cultural exchanges between the British and the German, to show we're all the same etc. Anyway, he toured Germany with the choir and loved it, even making some German friends for life. Still hated the Japanese though. Again, go figure.

Suarez really is what's wrong with modern football in one footballer isn't he? Apart from being a vile thug, racist, cheat, and a mercenary who sticks two fingers up to the team and fans who supported him by saying he wants to leave...the heart does sink when a man is clean through and instead of concentrating on smashing it home he'd rather wait for the arm on his shoulder and fling himself over. Is that really how modern footballers are programmed now? It was a penalty and sending off like, but it's just the whole premeditated 'I'm going to get him sent off here' rather than the 'I'm going to fucking bury this' that upset me about it.

I've given up the pop again and feel great for it. It's definitely one of these hidden evils that everyone seems to forget about.

James Spader has also been scene stealing in the new series of the US Office. If anyone is still watching it.

Just on that last video, I had a great uncle who was a teenager during WWII so too young to go but old enough to know what was going on. He had brothers who went and the aftermath of it was that he hated, and I mean hated, the Japanese. He was a lovely bloke, a favourite great uncle of mine in fact, hard working and a good laugh and never said a bad word about anyone. But someone, I'm sure one of his brothers, had come back from the war having been tortured by the Japanese and that was it, he was programmed to hate them all his life. Tis a strange thing.

I'm in a cracking mood, just found out I've got a job interview on Thursday. It's a canny job, no pay increase, but quite interesting. To be honest, I'm still not sure if I would 100% take it if I was offered it, but it's the first job I've applied for in a long time and it's just nice to know that you done enough on paper to want them to speak to you. Gives you confidence that you're selling yourself well on paper anyway!

Loved PIL. Although this year at Glastonbury he looked like Homer when he got obese on purpose to claim disability.

If in doubt, play the victim card. To be honest, are you not getting the 'tough shit' attitude from pretty much all fans except maybe your pals Chelsea? The club did something illegal that gave them an advantage which helped them to win lots of domestic trophies. They got caught, they got punished. Game ower.

Don;t know if this helps, but a lass I follow on twitter who does a lot of running was having similar problems and got diagnosed with this; http://www.patient.co.uk/health/plantar-fasciitis-leaflet Sounds similar ish? She has to wear some weird boot thing at night apparently.

Just to move back to the early posts on here, the Cardiff Semi-final has to be my favourite away game ever despite the defeat. I went as a big group with all the lads I'd gone with for years for the whole weekend and had a blinding time. It was also the last away game I went with my old man before he passed away and had a great time with him. Sitting downing shots with him in a nightclub in the early hours before the game was probably some sort of symbolism for the circle of life or something. Other that that, I'm a bit of a friggin jinx when it comes to watching us away. I've been to a lot of away games but my win percentage is shit. I think Sheffield Utd was the last time I saw us win away. Seriously, if you get a spare away ticket, don't give it to me.

I'll take the point. Really, I'll be delighted with it.

Don't we get this every few months from Rangers fans? No, piss off, take your medicine and stop whinging about it. You'll be back up there in 2 years anyway. So, as my dad used to say; tough shit.

I applied for and got funding from Microsoft at work a few years back and there was a whole section on whether I had purposely or inadvertently ever funded terrorists. I'm actually up doing an application form for a job now. Getting distracted by here and Twitter so not going well.

I know my mates PPI payout is helping pay for his wedding next year!

It was great. I got out of work legit once a week, I got a lovely knee massage and lessons in how to put strapping on correctly. I was actually quite sad when it cleared up.

You might get referred physio. I had the same problem a few years back, my knee would seize up the day after exercise and I couldn't bend it for 24 hours. They couldn't really diagnose it, but they sent me for weekly physio on the NHS with a lovely young thing called Candy who cleared it up.

More people getting accessible credit..something the Tories slagged Labour for allowing to happen and dropping the country in the shite.