I am blogging in advance. Using the wonders of modern technology (well, a setting within WordPress), I have pre-dated this blog so it should appear to you all on Friday afternoon, when I will be in the car, somewhere on the motorway, being driven up to Leeds. I am actually blogging on Thursday evening! What a cheating bastard I am.

My Christmas present from my Dad to me was a trip to Elland Road to watch Leeds United play Leicester City this weekend. We’re staying overnight in a Premier Inn as thanks to Sky television the game is kicking off at midday, as opposed to the usual 3pm, which would mean a very early start. At least we’ll get back to Bath earlier.

I must admit, I am a tad worried about the game. Leeds haven’t won in what seems like years. Leicester keep on winning and are running away with the league. After their 6-0 drubbing last weekend, some have predicted Leeds to have the ‘wounded animal effect’. I just hope this wounded animal is like Cujo, the rabid St. Bernard, from the Stephen King novel, who goes on a mad rampage, killing lots of people (namely professional football players from Leicestershire). Knowing Leeds United, however, they’ll be like a wounded badger. Run over by a car and lying on the side of the road, being repeatedly driven across by other vehicles, until all its blood, guts, bone and brain become squashed into the tarmac.

I have never seen Leeds lose at Elland Road, so that is somewhat of a good omen –although I fully expect that to change this weekend. I am also the world’s worst gambler, so as a failsafe, I have stuck a tenner on Leicester to win. Therefore, when Leeds take all the points, I‘ll be taking all the credit. Yes, the win will be all down to me, even if Ross McCormack scores 10 goals, I’ll take the man of the match champagne.

If Leicester win, not only will they will ruin my unbeaten home record, but they will ruin Christmas (as the trip was a gift) and also ruin my life.