Seb, Andy, Phil & Dom make the journey to south wales for this match. Dom hires the car and sorts the insurance, seb books the hotel and phil & andy f*ck all... its all good though. Leave out about 10.30am, leave brum in torrential wind/rainy weather, which turns into heavy snowfall... get in the rented nissan quashqai and discover its got a panoramic glass roof, takes seb & andy about 5 seconds to draw penis''s on the steamed up roof much to everyones amusement (except dom, who they were pointing towards)! lol. On the way to cardiff we''re shocked to see the scale of floods on the way down the m50. Finally get to cardiff and its nice and sunny. Get through what seems to be the longest ever check-in at the ibis budget, then the drinking commences. 2 jagdbitter-bombs and a double brandy & coke before we leave gets us started. Off to wetherspoons where we enjoy proper jaegerbombs (2 for £5) which basically chase every pint... also to oneills so dom can have a ''proper guinness'', then back to the spoons as the jaegerbombs were cheaper in there. Taxi to the ground, by which time we are mostly s#itfaced and talking b0ll0cks, another drink from asda beforehand, seb goes kfc, seb & phil then waiting in the queue to the cardiff end, completely oblivious... finally get into the ground. Seb doesnt remember much of the game, except for paying for the HT round of pi55 (fosters), dropping one on the floor and slurring the rest of his words. Get back to the seats after HT around 60+mins gone, see a couple of chances and a fantastic save from marshall at the death from weimann, game ends 0-0, not before dom loses his rag and somehow fits the words ''tikki takki'' and ''disgrace'' about 4 times into one expletive-ridden sentance, much to the amusement of the fans infront, he wasnt wrong to be fair. Need to be beating 2nd from bottom teams, or at least putting the ball in the net. After the game we head back to the city centre, andy nearly gets pick-pocketed by a crackhead girl, seb saves him and they run away from her like a pair of giggling schoolgirls (as she was like t1000 from terminator 2 following them relentlessly). Seb & andy have a race, andy falls over and claims he won by dipping at the line, bull5hit! The 4 of us head back to the spoons until kick-out, then finally get into some live lounge, by which time seb is completely obliterated and leaves within record time (about 24mins)... dom, phil and andy stay out then get back after 3.30am. Dom thinks sebs locked him out of the room, but he has his own key! The following morning, we all look like a sad state... terribly hungover. back to oneills for breakfast, seb gets a veggie breakfast with no toast on it, wtf, pays 50p to get some toast only to have half a baguette delivered to his table... seriously wtf!!! Tales of what happened the night before are told, including seb going to the wrong hotel, getting lost, climbing a fence and falling into a bush, and just being a drunken fool. A more sombre car journey back with waves of sickness and general self-pity to finish it off, followed by a very early night. Good day (overall). UTV!

Really needed the three points this is not enough after such a good first half. We have got to put away our chances. Need a quality striker.