Come on Luton (and Kiddy 1 - 0 U's)

I miss being in the promotion shake-up; the big games, the big crowds, the decent players, the prospect of Wembley heart break.

Because while we were muddling our way to a (by all accounts dire) 1-0 defeat at Kidderminster last night, the champagne was put on ice at Broadhall Way, with Stevenage coming out on top in their top of the table clash with Oxford to put themselves in pole position for promotion to the promised land. Not that the Chavs would know anything about big crowds, seeing as only 5,700 turned up to see it. Presumably their supporters were all saving their cash for the game at The Emirates tonight.

There really is no justice in a world where Stevenage look likely to go up and we're stuck in this hole for another season. So with Oxford seemingly having blown their chances for the second time in four years, I'm forced to give my backing to that dastardly shower from Kenilworth Road. They're bang in form, and are off to destroy Broadhall Way on Saturday. Anything other than a Luton victory will surely mean it's all over, so though it pains me to say it, come on you Hatters, for the love of all that's good about football, don't let Westley win.

Back on the U's, it's a shame to see our unbeaten run come to such an abrupt halt. "We were lucky to get nil to be honest. We were out-fought and out-thought," cliched a dejected sounding Lingy afterwards.

Perhaps, with safety assured, some of the players had half an eye on Magaluf, or Kos, or whatever chav-hole footballers visit on holiday these days. If that is the case they need to buck their ideas up, especially if they don't want to find themselves unemployed come May.