There's only one team in Fulham

Saturday afternoon hosted the shortest away game of the season. The short walk to the bank of the Thames, to take on Fulham at Craven Cottage.

Fulham have been getting pitiful gates recently. Well, actually, they have always had pitiful gates, but more so recently. The thousands of women and kids who used to fill the stands have stopped coming, but they filled it again for the visit of their most hated rivals. We, on the other hand, don't hate them at all, and think of them more like a little brother, with slight affection. Perhaps a handicapped one though.

The Craving Cottagers sang the ironic "Where were you when you were shit?", like they always do, amazing considering the gates they have always had (or rather, not had), and the fact that the older of them spent the last 30 years hiding indoors every weekend when we played at home!

To the game. Michael Brown was irritating. Runs a lot, puts in the effort, but puts in disgusting leg breaking tackles. The third this season. It must have been bad, even Alan Shearer condemned him. Small man syndrome really, exactly like Robbie Savage. The similarities are endless. They could be boyfriends.

Other than that, we played ok. Reasonable chances, and Kalou came on and made a bit of a difference. The deadlock was broken when Bristol Boy Rosenior fell over in the area and handled the ball. Penalty, no Ballack...Back to Frank, who put it away with commitment. You could see the relief flood out of him, and within 8 minutes, he'd got a second from the edge of the area.

Business as usual. Man Utd only drew in the evening game at Reading, so back to the top of the table for the time being. Pompey are playing Bolton tonight, and would go back to the top with a win. More eyes on the two managers though after the BBC Panodrama last week...

For us, it's a trip to Sofia on Wednesday night, and doing the journey millions of Bulgarians will be doing next year on Thursday morning...