What a win for cambridge, 5-1 against a very poor Farsely Celtic team. The U's took the lead with a deflected Wolleaston shot in the first 5 minutes and leo Fortune-west made it 3-0 in under thirty minutes. The home crowd were boyant and the songs came thick and fast. I felt for the poor Farsley keeper who could lose a few pounds ("Did you eat Barry Fry?" sang the Newmarket Road end). Apparently Cambridge's squad came down with a mystery bug on Monday and in the second half they certainly looked like they were running on empty. Celtic got a goal back and for ten minutes it looked like they might throw it all away. But a lucky goal for Leo's hattrick made it 4-1 and they added a fifth. Top of the league without playing particularly well bodes well.

Contrast that with England's abject surrender to a very weak German side at the new Wembley. Ten minutes of optimism and an early lead followed by an awful howler by that spud keeper Robinson and then a great German goal by Pander ("he eats, shoots and leaves" said Lineaker) made it 2-1 to the visitors on the night. I can just imagine what the papers will say about McClaren tomorrow - if I was him I'd avoid the newsagents.