These days taking less time to get to a Watford match than it does to get to work is a luxury for me. Living in Hounslow this game is the easiest to get to, and after the long journey of Wednesday it was nice not to have to leave my house until about ten minutes past two. Even though the game wasn’t as good as our encounter with Man City, it was enjoyable enough to keep me on the edge of my seat for most of the game. However, this produced a problem. Being on the edge of my seat meant nearly resting my chin on the head of the bloke in front. In addition it meant bashing my shins on the back of this guys seat. Yep you’re right…. roll up roll up, come and see another ground where you’ve barely got any room to sneeze. I won’t go on about it, I’ve said it before. But I’m sure a lot of you out there know what I’m talking about. It just makes you realise how lucky we are down at the Vic.