Wullie

I bottled it and cashed out when I saw Neil's post about the black clouds in the cricket thread at lunch. Felt tragic at the thought of losing the best part of a hundred quid this time yesterday so I'm not too arsed at a small profit.

"Mattingley, I thought I told you to shave those sideburns!"

I'm not watching, what's the weather like?

Ipswich fans will be very positive about Mick McCarthy, and they finished higher than Derby. Doesn't really mean we should get him in. No other PL clubs would touch McClaren right now, and the ones we should be competing with wouldn't dream of it in a month of Sundays.

Least if this mug gets the gig, I can guarantee that there'll be no season ticket money leaving my household for another few years.

I fucking hope so. Couple of early wickets and I'm cashing out. I put more on when they declared, foolishly believing the forecast that a couple of showers was as bad as it would get. Forecast keeps being revised for the better tomorrow but I'm believing nothing. Do they ever start early to try and make up time? The rigid 11am start really annoys me in test cricket generally, it's too late.

While he's obviously very good at other things that I won't pretend to know anything about, I do believe that Ashley's ruthlessness is the main reason for his dominance in his sector. Most people running a business will try to stick fairly closely to regulations (if only for fear of sanction), treat staff with a vague sense of compassion, occasionally do something that might affect the bottom line, and that's where Ashley beats them all. He's an extremely cold and calculating individual who'd push a granny in front of a bus to get to a pound coin. He's basically Mr Burns.

I view every single thing they do with the utmost cynicism. Jonas was only back in the squad in the first place for a bit of PR.

My last ST game was the Cardiff protest game after ten years. At one time, the idea of missing a UEFA Cup qualifier against Sakhnin was anathema to me. Was doing one or two aways a season by the end, used to do eight or nine.

Regardless of the content, absolutely loving Jonas calling these cunts out on their bullshit.

Play abandoned. Next time I want the weather forecast, I'm asking a bookie cos the Met Office are fucking hopeless.

This is why I don't bet sizeable sums. What a fucking disaster.

Can't fucking believe it. Forecast was for "showers" ffs.

Just saw about ten seconds of MLS coverage there in the corner of the screen on Bet365, that was long enough to see Oba Martins fall over the ball when about to score.

He'll get tools alright, three of them on eight year deals.

Last half hour or so, and yeah it was. I needed them to score twice rather than win, so I was quite pleased when Tromso scored. Rosenborg then put on an amazing show of piss poor finishing.

Ludicrous. Should have cashed out when they scored.

Fucking hell that chance there. Absolutely ridiculous.

Rosenborg

I think you'll find it'll be a foregone conclusion. Well that's what I keep thinking. I can't believe the odds are still so generous.

Had a rush of blood and put £70 on New Zealand to win the test at 4/6 because I thought the odds were ridiculous. They're still only 4/7, with 4 wickets in hand, two days left, a decent weather forecast and a total higher than England have ever chased in test history.

Loving Stabaek at the moment. Some fantastic mis-prices this weekend, Motherwell were fucking 19/10.

I'm not even entertaining the debate that there's anyone in history better than him anymore. There's absolutely fuck all else he can possibly do to prove it.

No, they'd have to pay it up, but they're skint.

Might put £50 on John Hartson, see if that brings the odds on him down and gets a story in the paper.