I wasn't there (I worked Saturdays back then) but got home before full-time. The wind was blowing in the right direction (from Ewood to Mill Hill) and I heard the cheers, it felt like every 5 minutes. Remember this was the Norwich who had pulled off a famous victory at Bayern Munich midweek!

Great article from Gally. Hopefully the boo-boys will take heed and wait for Benni's reaction before getting the knives out. Every player has drops in form. If that's what this is and Benni responds in a positive way we've a very strong strikeforce. If not, we've Roque, Roberts, Derbyshire and maybe more to come in January.

And worth every penny!

That scheme has to be one of the nastiest ways to fleece supporters ever devised. I've no sympathy though. They've all sold their souls as far as I'm concerned and deserve everything they get.

I think this "real fans" vs glory-hunters thing is a bit of a wazzing contest anyway. If you've got a season ticket you're first in the queue for any away/Euro/cup final tickets. If you don't then you take your chances with the rest of them, so phone the ticket office early.

If we want to sell out every home game we need more glory hunters. Sorry but that's the truth. If it were just the hard core turning up we'd not fill half the ground.

The badge changed. 1989 was the year the current club badge debuted. This page is a useful history of our kit.

No I don't. Nor do I believe that a single terrible result means a good manager and team have turned to shyte almost overnight. Yes Sparky makes mistakes (e.g. Bruno Berner) but very few.

That's the most sensible comment I've read here this week.

Difference being Dickov, for all his running couldn't hit a horses arse with a banjo. Benni was the 2nd highest scorer in the League last year and still gets slated.

Handy if you're into cheating at crosswords, then.

In my area, it's often when the last punter leaves It's just hard to get out straight after a 2 hour (if I'm lucky) drive. At least a 3pm start gives me a bit of fett-up time. Still little sense my moaning about it when the Sky (and Sultana) money is worth more to the club than a few out-o-town STHs.

Of course it's all subjective: I for one can't stand the 5:15 kick-offs. I don't get home til gone 9, so each KO is another missed Saturday night on the razz.

They've also a good deal on for Big Club fans at the Carling Cup games (I read it a BCFC programme on Saturday). Their season ticket holders get in for a tenner, same as ours do.

How about the Darwen End, so they can knacker the away fans singing?

Sounds like a winner. I'll look out for that one. Agree fully. A brilliant read. I'm part way through For Whom the Bell Tolls. I've had Hemmingway on the "to read" list for some years and I'm most impressed. I'll be enjoying more Hemmingway before the year's out.

Give 'em some credit, anyone can manage 'A-X-E'

Morten Gamst Pedersen, which almost fits the chorus of House of Fun. Morten Gamst Pedersen, Best winger in the land! Morten Gamst Pedersen, He's in a bo-oy band!

Pedders, Pedders, they call him Pedders?

You wouldn't say that if you sat at the back

There was a car-load singing that outside St Andrews last time we were there (Sav scored but we lost). The Brummies were seething! Wasn't you by any chance?

I'm you on this one Flopster It's nothing to do with the Edinburgh dialect either, W##sh is just bobbins!

How the #### did that happen. I'll risk a ban and spell it out: D-a-w-k-i-n-s. Risque stuff eh?

The beeb have now acknowledged the club's rubbishing of their story, albeit in a backhanded way. Quite how an outright denial is playing down speculation is beyond me but here's the revised story.

I've just finished Richard #########' The God Delusion. A quite amusing, thoroughly well researched and wonderfully written debunking of/attack on religion by a prominent scientist and aetheist. In my case it's preaching to the (de)converted (raised a Catholic, thought about it, decided it was cobblers, had a lot of arguments at school) but still worth the read. His arguments against religion go further than my own but are hard to fault. The book ends almost as an ode to science. Setting out the narrowness of our view of the world without science. How our narrow perception of the light spectrum is also true of matter, distance, etc. How our perception of rocks and walls as solid is meaningless to a neutrino, our appreciation of brownian motion is insignificant compared to a bacterium's and of water's suface tension is insignificant compared to a pond skater's. That is almost worth the price of the book alone. Terrific stuff!