The Man In The Stands If the rest of the year carries on the way it started Saturday, then it's happy days.Overtaking a team that won its first six matches while we were busy imploding and being stitched back together is an achievement in itself.

The Man In The Stands

If the rest of the year carries on the way it started Saturday, then it's happy days.

Overtaking a team that won its first six matches while we were busy imploding and being stitched back together is an achievement in itself.

And then comes the satisfaction of it being Smarmy Parky and his runabouts we're passing and the smile gets bigger.

South London's least fashionable team - which is saying something - got to sample 'the Walsall treatment'. You know, getting bullied into playing a match on a frozen pitch and then complaining about it when the referee is struck by a bout of common sense.

This time the affliction arrived more than two hours before kick-off - but still pathetic.

Interesting that someone as smarmy as the Charlton gaffer gets off scot free, and our own Scot gets pummelled for being sensible.

So we made the most of a free run at second in the table and produced the perfect example why getting knocked out of the FA Cup was good idea.

It left Carlisle to get a mediocre beating at Everton and, more amusing still, the Ewes to record an even worse score than we did against them.

The Man still doesn't hate them - just regularly looking for them to fall flat on their face.

For all the misgivings of a season - just one please - in the depths of League One, it's good to know those away trips that ooze fun can still happen.

More often than not it was Oakwell, but Adams Park did the job on Saturday.

The atmosphere, the long periods of domination, the late winner - and everything that came out afterwards.

Nope, The Man enjoyed his trip to Wycombe so much he hopes they do us a few favours before the end of the month - and he knows for a fact they'll be hoping to see a City win on January 16 too.

t Surely The Man isn't the only one to wonder if Kevin Frisbie will end up here before the month is out.

I mean, Lambo obviously fancies him. He signed him for the Ewes in the summer, plus you'd assume that however broke we are, there is a bit more money in the pot than down the road (no, a little further than that). That would put a cat amongst the pigeons - as long as he's better than last time.

There appear to be rumblings that our annual accounts are going to hit shareholders in the next week, so at least we'll soon discover Lambo's January transfer budget relies on somebody else wanting Curo and Michael Flapalot-klitos.

Obviously, if that is the case we're screwed.

t New Year and all that means prediction time - so here are a few:

Lambo will crack up at some point during the year; he always has at other clubs.

If we don't finish in the top two it is a foregone conclusion we'll face the Ewes in the play-off final at Wembley, and while winning that would be sweet I'd rather miss out on the stress.

WFL Grant Holt is going to score such a vital goal that 3,000 of us will jump from the stands onto the striker in a mass bundle of delirium. Holty will probably emerge first - and get booked for failure to control his fans.

We will get turned over at home by someone rubbish. It's just a question of who and making sure it only happens once.

And David McGnarly will get his way - every time.