A point off the top half, 8 from the play-offs

First things first - congratulations to Craig on correctly predicting the scoreline of Saturday's victory over the seasiders. Let us hope he backed his own judgment with a turf accountant and will be treating us all to Champagne darling on the Riviera this weekend.

Not wishing to sound like a broken record but the 1st half truly must have been the worst 45 minutes ever, as we made Blackpool look more like another team who are brought up playing on sand.

Gunner continued masquerading as a fill-in centre-back, which he is not, cunningly hiding his new I-phone in the large gaps between and behind himself and Tina. He had clearly given his Blackpool counterpart a roasting on Scrabble (TM) or written some derogatory comment on his wall, as he was laid out very early on in front of everyone bar the referee.

Vivienne had apparently been to a launch party for the new season's range the previous night as he seemed drunk every time the ball got laid back to him (admittedly once every minute).

DJ Campbell was given a debut present by said Gunner after 30 minutes, by which time the City defence had given a superb repeat performance from the trip to Bloomfield Road in December '07 (see right).



The YDO was not impressed by the debut of Mr Wynter at right-back, though in his defence he was surrounded by more experienced players equally unwilling to either receive or hold on to the ball. More Reasons (sporting garish green boots as opposed to last week's pink) did treat us to a comedy moment of falling over the ball when he should either have scored or put Wheels in.

Anyway, for some reason CC changed nothing in terms of personnel at the break, despite all the evidence to the contrary, and the game was turned around within 6 minutes, unfortunately the YDO was still boozing when Boozy netted his first for the club from a pleasant move involving Wheels and Superhobbit (rumoured to be off to Reading for £500k). Wheels and the very moody More Reasons (hissy fits all afternoon then straight down the tunnel at the final whistle) then combined nicely to slip in Melts who scored the winner.

CCFC somehow held on, disallowed goals and goal-line clearances adding to the agony. The American Beauty plastic bag reminded us how beautiful life is despite the ugly football, whilst the realisation that Cunning Fox (who betrayed us by putting a 25 yard free-kick into the wall) has modelled his running style on Stephen Hughes also passed the time.

7.30am Saturday - the Barnwell Xsara departs for Torquay.