I think Wombledon are going down this season, so: Oxford United 5 (Sinclair 2 Mous, Ruffles, Whyte) Wimbledon't 1 Att: 7090 and 656 away Womblers. Straight forward thrashing, with a few off-the-ball eye-openers, that catch my attention. Nelson will come out onto the pitch, giving Ruffles a piggy-back. They will get into a fight over this, because Nelson wanted to get on Ruffles's back. The scoreboard will malfunction, showing a film called 'The sex lives of the potato men'. One of the Wimbledon fans will bring a bloody drum to the game. A dog will run onto the pitch. Tiger will be spotted in the directors' box sporting one of those mechanical bow-ties that spin round and round. The referee (Mr. S. Crotum) will be the centre of attention, having booked 8 of their players and sending off Ruffles late in the game. A mis-guided and over-sexed owl will land in the directors' box. It won't do anything interesting. Eastwood will dislocate all five of his fingers, punching the air when we score our fifth goal. He will continue in goal, because Wimbledon are that crap. KR will have a massive grin on his face all through the game, knowing that he has kept us up. Well done him. Their manager will get the sack after the game. He will literally get the sack to collect their practise balls up after the game, having been demoted to ball-boy. The only bad news is that Nelson will fracture his clavicle and Whyte will break his coccyx during the second half. That just about does it for me. COYY
