Mike Grant, Capital Canaries I'm a bit mixed up. I was born in Aberdeen but I support England (how can I support Scotland with Burley in charge). I moved to Norwich when I was eight years old (admittedly it was my parents that moved and I had to go) and I lived next door to some Manchester City fans that took me to see the Sky Blues, all before I was introduced to the delights of Carrow Road.

Mike Grant, Capital Canaries

I'm a bit mixed up. I was born in Aberdeen but I support England (how can I support Scotland with Burley in charge). I moved to Norwich when I was eight years old (admittedly it was my parents that moved and I had to go) and I lived next door to some Manchester City fans that took me to see the Sky Blues, all before I was introduced to the delights of Carrow Road.

Then that was it: the majestic Kenny Foggo on the wing and a promotion in my first full season and I was hooked.

Over the years I have been through all the emotions under the sun but one has remained constant. My absolute dislike for all things Ipswich. This is, I know, irrational and silly, I know that not all binmen are evil two-headed monsters, but still I can't help but wish them nothing but bad luck on the pitch.

This has been compounded over the years by experiences at Portaloo Road, absolute injustices like the Haynes deliberate hand ball and the fact they have written off millions they owed whilst we tried to do things in the right manner (more fool us eh!).

At this point, I'd just like to thank my Mum, because my Dad had opportunities of either moving to the region's capital or a small Town in Suffolk for work, but having been to both places, my Mum stated: "There is no way I'm moving there…."

And Dad promptly moved to the Fine City. Just imagine if it had been the other way around! I'd have no taste and would currently be paying over the odds to sit in a third empty stadium every other weekend, listening to Mad Madge shout abuse at his players over a near silent crowd.

Now, at the moment, I'm as close as ever to not renewing my season ticket because I have absolutely no faith in either the board (strategy what strategy?) or this manager, but I have seen in some quarters that people actual want us to lose to "them" so more pressure is bought to bear on those who have brought our club to it's knees!

Get real, it's them and we have to beat them. If we don't I'll be miserable all week, will probably take it out on my poor staff and by being in a bad mood, my missus will probably decide not to buy me that really nice Christmas present.

So, on Sunday let's hope we humiliate the region's second club and can celebrate for all of a week before we continue to press for change and a better future. Finally, I'd just like to wish James Smith, Capital Canaries Social Secretary (or Smythe to his mates) a happy 35th Birthday. If you know him, he says the drinks are on him. OBTC