Paddywhack

I love the home kit, still not sure about the away one

I'm starting to dislike Vlaar's face

There's a '3rd kit' tab on the new online shop with black and pink on the colour filter. When was the last time we had a 3rd kit? The away one has black, grey and white.

Nah...cos when I see it tomorrow I'm going to make my own anyway

Yeah, unveiled tomorrow. Odd though, it makes the kit launch a bit...rubbish.

Express and Star are reporting we're not interested

Same as most, I don't support any other teams but other teams I like... Arsenal - I've always liked them and now I've developed a soft spot for them since listening regularly to 'The Tuesday Club' podcast. Leyton Orient - My (future) father-in-law's club so I always went to them to do well. Shrewsbury Town - For no other reason that I usually start a game with them on Football Manager. And I like the town. Halesowen Town - Just because I live there.

It just has to be the original '3 lions' for me, brings back great memories.

I remember telling a woman at work I'd just watched all of 'Life on Mars' and was about to start watching 'Ashes to Ashes' and she just talked about the ending and how it finishes. She wasn't been horrible, I think she was just confused between the two shows and their endings, but I still really felt like punching her on the nose.

I really want to go to a concert at Villa Park, just to see it being used that way. Unfortunately there's not been anyone I'd want to see yet.

Sorry to hear that Dante, that's horrible. I did the Birmingham one a few weeks back, 26 miles. It took 9 hours. Stupidly, I really thought it was going to be a doddle, but I was nearly in tears at the finish line. I was practically crawling the last few miles. For a great cause though.

Benteke isn't on the cover of this season's season review! He is definitely off, that is PROOF!!1!

I'm exactly the same with my in-laws. They do very little wrong, but their stance towards things very similar to your balloon incident really annoys me. One of them recently rang one of those psycho whores to get some help locating their lost keys. FFS. I have literally zero tolerance for their backwards ways. Sounds familiar. My mom, sister, girlfriend, girlfriend's sister and girlfriend's mom all went to see that Sally Morgan a few years back, I find it hard to keep my mouth shut.

A woman I work I with. Her daughter was 1 yesterday and she had the day off. She's in today and just got a text from her mum who is looking after the baby, saying how she's in the garden with her and a 'happy birthday' balloon just came over the fence and landed. I just saw the photo of it. They believe that it's a present from her late father (the baby's grandad) I don't know why this pisses me off, they're obviously happy about it, but of course it isn't a balloon from beyond the grave, sent down from heaven. I just feel bad that it annoys me when them believing it isn't hurting anyone.

Getting away from my desk, going into the gents and standing at a urinal just to pick my nose, let out a big trump and scratch my nuts for a few a minutes. I then wash my hands and compose myself before returning to the office floor. Some people have chocolate, but that's my afternoon pick me up.

My Shrewsbury save went a bit mental last night. I was 1-0 down to Wigan when Frimpong got sent off...or so it said on the tactics screen and on the commentary, but he was still running around on the pitch. About 20 minutes later in the match he actually did get sent off Then I managed to equalise from a corner, but it didn't register! It wasn't disallowed, it just didn't pop up on the scoreboard or anything. At the the end of the game it wouldn't let me do a team talk, I just had to exit the match. I get to the news page and see the headline 'Wigan only manage a 1-1 draw with nine man Shrewsbury'. I've been playing FM for years, I've never seen it go mad like that before.

You just couldn't look yourself in the face after that. BOOM BOOM

Some bloke does that at our place. Have I told that story on here before? I think I've told that story on here before. But anyway. Someone, no one knows who, goes in the first floor blokes toilet, and wanks all over the mirror. We call it 'mirror decorating'. Urgh, that's disgusting...imagine wanking over your reflection

Not many things would make me want to smash my laptop against the wall, but I think I'd be close with this.

I haven't really noticed a problem with injuries this year, I probably get less than I have in the previous games. I've just started my 7th season with Shrewsbury, my 2nd attempt at trying to avoid relegation from the prem, failing the first time. I've screwed myself over though with yearly wage rises and promotion wage rises, players that were on about 20-25k in the Championship are on about 40k-55k now. I'm an idiot. It's taken up all my transfer and wage budget, so I've hardly brought anyone in. I think I'm going to struggle again.

He might still be alive I'll prepare the missing person posters

My cousin researched our family tree a few years back. It turns out my great, great, great, great, great grandfather lived in Jiggins Lane in Bartley Green; about a 2 minute drive from where I live. Well traveled, my family. He also burned to death in a brick kiln in Weoley Castle. All they found of him was his boots.

Whelan's for the chop now. Rumour has it he'll bacon tomorrow, unless the papers are full of porkies.

Leaving a pig's head in someone's locker? I never sausage a thing

I can't see them getting relegated, but I think it's even more unlikely they'll be comfortably top half again next season. Although, I don't think you can really predict how they will do next year based on their performances and results of the last few months, they've been one of the very few teams to have nothing to play for a while now. Admittedly it looks like the wheels are falling a bit, I just hope Chelsea don't loan them Lukaku again. I can't pretend not to care about them, I have too many mates that are baggies fans. Two seasons in a row they've finished higher than us, it's pissing me off.