Up to 2000 town supporters made the trip to the Walkers stadium, many getting stuck in horrendous traffic on the A14, but what better a day to be stuck in your car, not even the worms came out and their certainly was a few entertaining drivers to pass a bit of time, But it was ok because we were on our way to support super Jim's barmy army- barmy being the appropriate word.

Both teams were heading into the match with no points, but only one would be leaving on the pedestal.

The Walkers Stadium looked a world apart from the picturesque setting of weekly gatherings seen in the photos. At least now I understand how they manage to make Britney Spears look attractive, oh the wonders on computer generated technology! Leicester’s ground that I was so looking forward to seeing looked as if it had been funded either by crisp packet tokens or Sainsbury vouchers.

Leicester opened the match and immediately announced themselves as the predators getting straight to the point with a shot, a poor shot, but a shot none the less. The town defence must have been caught up in tail backs from the mornings accident on the A14, someone needs to tell them to wear a leash as they are getting left behind with every move, but lets not just single out the defence, on the whole as a team Ipswich looked as strong and stable as a feather bookshelf next to an open window on a windy day.

On the 7th minute Leicester took the lead from a beautiful free kick taken and scored by Kisnorbo.

In the 17th minute someone on the town bench must have farted as Parkin and Richards soon followed by Wilnis went for a run and someone else ran in the tunnel. Wow this was the most exciting thing to come from the game so far, and the fastest I have ever seen Parkin move!

In the 21st minute I was drawn back to action on the pitch with immense excitement as a dozen or so balloons went for a roll along Supple’s 18 yard box.

25 minutes on the clock I am no longer worried, I am annoyed and confused, wondering, If Leicester were the hosts then why on earth were Ipswich the ones with welcome stamped on their foreheads!?

On 31 minutes I realised I was having an allergic reaction, watching the rash spread seemed much more interesting than the circus on the pitch, I've never really been that fond of clowns, which all 11 players on the pitch wearing a town shirt had become, the only thing sparing our blushes was Leicester’s inability to stay onside.

Half time came and the only pitch matter worthy of mentioning from the first half being that the pitch itself was very green!

The half time entertainment was a perfect example of what the game had been so far and what was to come, a big load of nothingness, the most excitement came from getting my pen caught in my hair and the Walkers Stadium sprinkler system, which, had Richards not moved seconds before, would have came up from under him and given him an experience like never before! So he done all he could in the situation and used it as target practice!

A half time substitution was made for Town with Forster being replaced by Parkin who actually looked quite encouraging, standing next to his team mates who all looked like they had been anal probed and had their eye balls tickled!

It didn't take long for Parkin to be dragged down to the energised level of a tesco value battery, but not before a couple a couple of decent moves and a superb tackle, Yes I am still talking about the match.

Just four minutes into the second half Leicester doubled their lead from a goal by Stephen Hughes, the goal wasn't what bothered me, I have never been so disappointed in a town skipper than I was looking at Jason De Vos right then, he simply hung his head and stayed silent, in that moment in time even I lost faith myself so I dread to think how the lads on the pitch were feeling.

55 minutes a chance was wasted after a well supplied ball from Parkin was left to roll as Lee and Bowditch were busy doing their hair. As the ball reaches the other end Supple decides to take on the defensive roll himself.

58 minutes saw Billy Clarke replace Alan Lee

In the 64th minute Ipswich have a half hearted attempt at goal before narrowly escaping falling behind by three.

After 6 minutes of looking I finally find my hair brush and begin to brush my hair, I pause brushing to sing for Super Jim after the town gaffer almost gets into a scrap with a Leicester player over whether Arsene Wenger wears a toupee or not.

Williams gave town their first real chance of the game in the 70th minute which resulted in a corner, the corner was rubbish and I carried on brushing my hair.

Supple forgets his position, which is easily done of course, leaving Harding to make a reflex leg save, but just a minute later Leicester score, luckily for Ipswich it was offside, so I continue brushing my hair.

78 minutes introduces Richards to the game replacing Currie, he takes a few minutes to get into before striking a belter that deflected and hit the back of the net, but that was merely a consolation and was not going to change the fact that for the previous 84 minutes of the match town were as active as a swimming pool with no people and no water

Leicester attack again desperate for the third goal which looks inevitable especially as Supps continues to wander leaving Bruce to this time clear off the line. The game was put to bed with the last kick from Iain Hume, 3 goals and 3 points to the only team who deserved it.

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