Not only did Pools get a superb result, I was lucky enough to watch a pain-in-the-arse skateboarder fook up a jump spectacularly in Nottingham city centre today, right in front of everyone he'd been pissing off by weaving in and out of them.

There was real malice in the laughter from everyone who saw it as well, enough to warm the cockles of your heart at this time of year. No one offered to help him up or ask if he was OK, just "Fookin serves you right you twat".