And in the end....

Well, if this weekend wasn't big enough, what with it being three days long and everything, we have some exciting news regarding the future of Somewhere From The North. Plus, you know, Bolton visit the Spuds which means I can vent my spleen about the team I love to dislike with a passion so vehement that it had Lucifer turning his head one day and saying "Ehhh...that's a bit harsh"

Well, OK, maybe I don't hate the manager. Honest Harry has always been a throwback to the suede coated managers of yore, wheeling and dealing like a demented Arthur Daley. Can't stand his son though. Can't stand his daughter in law either. Some of their players are OK I suppose, although a few of them appear falling out of nightclubs in London papers a bit too often and of course that gormless buffoon Crouch is batting above his average. And the ground is OK, if a little hard to get home from, unless you like queuing for trains or a six mile hike down the Seven Sisters Road and they have more bars in the away end than any ground I've been to and people who serve you who don't look like they are stopping off on the way to a meeting of the incest society. No, it's the fans. The "we belong to be higher than we are because we are a big club" fans. (Granted they are there this season). The "we should be beating these" fans (Bolton are currently beating Spurs 8-5 in Premier League results since we came back up, with four draws). The second biggest team in North London, the third biggest team in London (comparitive to us in Manchester and look what we have to put up with). In fact, if you look at it in those terms, Bolton are the same size club as Spurs, just surviving with a smaller fan base. And a rubbish chairman. But we all know that Honest Harry will leave them, even Neil Warnock has got more stickability with a club. Then they'll flounder in mid table as per usual and cry a lot. I really, really, seriously, honestly, paradoxically and seismologilicly hope we beat them on Saturday, but as I can't see it happening I'll go for a draw.

As for the team that St Owen will put out, I would expect the same team that tore Portsmouth a new one in the first half last weekend to start the game as they will have something to prove/be sorry for after the second half debacle. It should be impossible for the team to play that badly again. Did I just say that?

To the news, and of course the Gary "Gaz" Cahill transfer saga continues like a chafing sore on the inside leg of a fat man who has just walked ten miles. However a new wrinkle is St Owen saying that he wouldn't stand in his way if a big club (not Spurs) came in for him. This is as expected. Only the big clubs (not Spurs) can afford what we'd be asking. St Owen goes on to mention the chances of Gaz getting to the World Cup. Nice of the manager to try and push the price up but Gaz hasn't been mentioned in any squads since the blood clot and he must have a good seven players ahead of him in the list. Christ, even Sol Campbell's been mentioned. I think we can all safely assume that, unless the plane to South Africa crashes into Table Mountain, Gary isn't going.

And that is it for the news on Bolton and that is it for this blog. From tomorrow I'm the new editor of Vital Bolton so SFTN has to bite the dust. It will be left, swimming in the darkness of the internet and sometime, someday, someone will come across it and think, wow, this Gary Megson sounds like he couldn't manage to pick his nose. And do you know, they may be right.,

Until then, the doors of X Towers are closed.