Every day I count my blessings. And then I count the good reasons for not going to Birmingham.

There’s never exactly a good reason for going to the ‘2nd City’ (phah! Chicago it ain’t) but I just like to make long lists of great reasons not to go there. Just in case I get the urge. And yesterday was Cruft’s dog show at the NEC. The 97th good reason of the day for not going to Birmingham. Great. I’ll stay here then. Where I belong.

And see what football might be on tv, as it was FA Cup quarter final day. Oooh, there we are, 5.30, Aston Villa playing West Brom. Local derby. All Brum affair. They’d played each other at Villa Park on Wednesday night in the league, Villa won (their first game in about 4 years) and then faced the Baggies again a few days later under the FA Cup banner.

So the West Brom fans walked to Villa Park; they aren’t allowed to drive, especially as most are drunk most of the time, and it wasn’t worth ‘splashing out’ the £1.20 for bus fare when, if you left early enough, there were 26 pubs to visit on the way.

Villa were 2 nil up. And when they scored their second goal some bunch of morons invaded the pitch in celebration. Then, at the end of the match, in injury time, an even bigger crowd of even bigger morons invaded once more. And this being Birmingham, the stewards couldn’t do much, the controls were pathetic and it all harked back to 1976 when such stupidity was rife. And why are they morons?? Because if people do pitch invasions, there’s a good chance the match will be abandoned by the ref, if there’s danger to players. And if you happen to be the winning team at the time, that’ll cost you a win and you’ll start again, another time, probably behind closed doors. So intelligent morons only invade pitches when their team are losing. Not winning.

Anyway, that was all quite by the by as the main event of the day happened 100 miles to the south at Loftus Road. Where once again, King Harry showed why he is unquestionably the best player in the country at the moment. As he beat QPR 2-1. Rangers feel they were unjustly denied two stone-wall penalties. But that’s only if you consider handballs preventing goals and flooring strikers with the ball no-where near to be penalty offences. I’m not convinced.

And it doesn’t matter. 3 points is what matters and so it was job done.

Just a mention of the top of the Championship where, with 10 matches left to play, there are 4 teams on 66 points and one on 65. Amazing. If I cared about the Championship I might even be excited about that. But all I care about is Spurs, and Harry Kane. Now he is a blessing.

Happy Blessed Sunday

A xxxx