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He's got plenty of career left yet - I can see him dropping into a Mark Hughes-esque deeper position one day.

Or toothpaste on your willy. Trust me.

What surprises me most is not that they got rid of a manager that hardly has any losses to his name, but that the Huddersfield fans are actually happy about it! Madness - granted they're not top, again, but that is a fricking strong league this year. They won't go up again, and it's because they think the grass is greener elsewhere. Ok, maybe something went on behind the scenes, but this will unsettle them for the run in. Crazy.

Awww, now 'H' from Steps has died. :-(

I've been buzzing high on Red Bull before. That and coffee shall be my saviours. Until caffeine gets banned.

If they don't go up, he'd better move abroad sharpish!

I thought the other one was technically the build up thread. Well I will say w00t for Saints, Puncheon in, keep faith in Sharp. Oh, and if it were me, I'd have Bart on the bench. Even though I wasn't listening tonight, Davis getting booked highlighted how badly losing him could be. If I were Sam, I'd have told my strikers to clatter the hell out of him in order to rile him up. Maybe Adkins has more balls than me.

I can practically taste the Premiership from here, and it tastes good. Now I want the full meal. A win against Derby on Saturday will be massive, not only will it reaffirm our strength at home, but it would be huge psychologically too. (Six syllables)

Kept WHAM within touching distance and they're without Taylor for 3 games. They'll fade IMO, so it's up to us to capitalise. (4 syllables there.)

Hooiveld POTS material imo. Happy with a point. Right, back to business.

Spellcheck fail!

w00T for Saints!!! Get the winner you beauties!

Right peeps, I can't deal with the tension, and am getting the eye from the lady, so I'm retiring myself from the thread tonight. Lucky ****? Or just lucky that I'm retiring from the thread. You decide. One quick pic for luck: Lucky nun, lucky smoke. Get in Saints! Nighty night.

Just thought - Puncheon on, scoring two goals and getting us the win, and he would have completely, COMPLETELY, wiped the slate clean in my mind.

Come on you Yellows! (p.s. Enchiladas are delicious.)

Since we signed him, West Ham fans were bemoaning not signing Sharp. Unless he scores, they won't be so concerned if he plays as well as you lot are saying he has. (I chose not to listen to Saints Player tonight!) Cardiff 3-0 up.

Cardiff 2-0 up.

Cardiff one up. :-(

Please God no...

It's early doors still. (Pub analogy follows.) West Ham scored in the early evening, while we were still getting a bite to eat. Matt Taylor got barred. Now it's about half seven, and Saints have finished their meal and have started drinking. Come half time, Saints will have had a few, West Ham will be quite drunk already. By around 11pm, West Ham will be getting taxis home, Saints will be at their peak. Towards the end, Saints are off to a nightclub, West Ham will be all tuckered out and in bed, spewing their guts all over the place. Yep, I've gone radio rental.

Let's watch the "champions elect" park the bus now. Well it's our fricking bus and we'll park it where we want!

1-0 down but still, our passing game SHOULD rip ten men to shreds. Loads of time to win this - but let's get that important equaliser FAST! (Oh, and James Blunt is a fail Phil! :-))

She is - as long as I stick it in her later. Bosh. (Our dinner out will be Friday, but she doesn't need to know that yet!)

Fiancee (as she comes in from work): Happy Valentines' Day sexy! What's for dinner? Me (Groggily waking up just now after napping on the sofa since coming home from work): Dunno, whatever you can be arsed to cook. Fiancee: So no special dinner? Me: Anything you cook will be special to me, now shut it, the Saints match is on in a minute. Fiancee: Fine, Enchiladas it is then. Me: Get in! (Enchiladas being one of my favourites. God bless women that run our lives!)