Bombadil

I thought Emre went off injured?

I'm not worried at all about relegation. Our next league fixtures are Bolton (h), Boro (a), Charlton (h) and Sheffield Utd (h) - I think we can get 9 points from these. It will be a disappointing season and we will probably struggle to finish in the top half, but relegation - I don't think so. What really pisses me off is that it was (on paper) the easiest start we've had in years and if things had been done properly in the summer, we could be up there with the likes of Bolton and Pompey now. Instead we've completely blown it again - two wins out of seven is just poor. On the plus side, we've got Anfield and Old Trafford out of the way.

And now fucking Spurs are winning 2-0, it can't get any worse. To hell with international breaks, I wish we were playing Bolton tomorrow.

Viduka in January tbh...

Pack the midfield and hope for a draw - it's the best we can hope for. I'm tempted to stick a few quid on Rooney getting a hattrick.

The cuckoo clocks must have stopped, I feel like I've been sat here forever.

Given a contract until January. No it won't, you complete mong.

I hope we get Basel or Grasshoppers.

Danggschön people!

I'm at work and I have a bad cold, so all I can look forward to is a weekend in bed.

That would be absolutely fucking typical! I was just going to say - watch him go and get injured now.

Martins 2-0

Martins 1-0, well done.

Fucking hell, that was dire.

We're going to get absolutely raped on Sunday.

Sophia in Basel (twice), Ocean Colour Scene in Bristol and Doves at Wembley. All brilliant gigs.

I think the article I read a while ago mentioned that as well.

I always try to wash my hands afterwards, but I once read that on a lot of public toilets, you actually pick up more germs when you wash your hands than when you don't. So that's why there may be times (i.e. when I'm in a place where the toilets are really overcrowded and unpleasant-looking) when I decide to give the pissy palm a wipe on the trousers rather than pick up other people's germs.

Declared himself unfit apparently. He's a good sport. Basically that clown turns up when he feels like it, and when he does decide to play he makes up for it by being generally useless and getting himself sent off. What a cock.

Proper journalist.

Very good!

Brilliant translation. A work of art!

Probably not too far from the truth either.

Bring back Rob Lee!