Do do do doo, do do do do dooo!

I have keeping my powder dry on the official FA Cup Final thread but the rosettes are in the club shop now so here it is.

As I will not get married again and will have no more children this is likely to be the most exciting day of the rest of my life (unless any of my children play professional sport and/or represent Wales at anything).

I so so so so want us not to be humiliated. I mean I really really really want us to win , like but I want us to make a game of it because this is the first time ever that Cardiff City will be, for a few short hours, at the epicentre of world sport (I know the Cup Final may be lower profile than in the past but is there anything that day that can match it?)

How often is the average adult male meant to think about sex? Every 12 minutes or something? That sounds like how often I have thought about the Final in recent weeks, and sometimes those thoughts last for longer than 12 minutes and I am due to start another one.

It is too, too exciting and I still have over a fortnight left. I might explode.