I think that this site may well be the first Italian QPR fan site. Good work fella. And I was kind of thinking of saying that in Italian. But luckily I remembered Babelfish is pony. So I didn't bother.

I got one of those Royal Mail "sorry we missed you" things through the post on Friday. I got a bit excited then remembered I'd bought those Archie Bronson Outfit tickets. So I thought. But when I got to the post office I opened the envelope and discovered it was Emmy the Great. Now I knew that she was playing tonight. And I knew there was a QPR home game against Coventry. I hadn't planned on going. So I'm only guessing I must have been pissed when I booked them. Dammit.

So - after I picked up the tickets off I went to football to see us win 2 nil against Hull. We were so excited about it I huffed and I puffed about whether to go to the coventry game. I decided eventually not to. But when I discussed this with a hammers fan and a music fan at work he couldn't understand. I explained I had tickets for Palace on Saturday and that 3 times in a week to see my team play might be a bit excessive. It didn't compute with him. Not one bit.

I digress. I went to the gig. I arrived early. And I so regret doing so. Last time I say Emmy the Great play it was at the Boardwalk. I went on my own but that wasn't a problem. I got there for all the support acts, and frankly it all seemed very friendly and close. Everyone on stage knew each other. And Emmy played up to it all very well. Her between song chit chat just added to the warmth of the whole gig. Even her mum turned up.

But tonight, was not so great. I'm not going to waste too much time with the support acts. Other than the first band was tedious and frankly forgettable. And the second, well at least they had balls. Which was strange for a band of women. But not enough for me. I fantasised about Polly Harvey jumping on the stage and socking the lead singers jaw and showing her how it should be done.

So anyway on to the main act. But no we weren't. Where was she? Someone else came on who wasn't bad to be fair. But by now it was coming up 10. And my friend needed to get home at some point. And we were all getting impatient, so when Emmy did actually show up I and my friend (and I suspect a reasonable number of the audience) were a little fed up. And then she announced that she'd have to play a shorter set.

Now - don't get me wrong. I love Emmy. A lot. But come on girl. I payed for my ticket. At least show up on time.

So she started playing, and I'm not sure if it was me being jaded or not, but she seemed just a little tired. And maybe a bit fed up with the material. I don't know. Because there was nothing obviously wrong with the performance by her or her band. She sang well. She played well. The band sang and played well. But the atmosphere was so so flat. But this is a woman who's talent can really cut through this sort of problem, and at times she did. I quite lost myself in the magic of her voice and her song writing at times. And what magic she weaves. I was first attracted to the sheer beauty of her music and her voice, but there's a deeper acerbic note to a some of her songs:

"They pulled a human from my waist, it had your mouth, it had your face, I would have kept it if I'd stayed."

This caught me quite off guard. The hairs stood up on the back of my neck. And then. And then... it was time to go. I missed the encore. I hope it was good. I want to see Emmy again. I hope it's better. Because even on a poor night she's pretty good. Which is quite an act to pull off.

Oh and in case you were wondering. QPR lost tonight 1-2 against Coventry to a last minute goal. We'll win at Palace. For sure.

I made the short trip over to Chartlon today and boy was it worth it. Harford picked an unchanged team from the one that drew at Preston, which I like. The early stages of the match were largely dominated by Charlton, but the defence stood up well. Barker had a good game for his standards, but it's clear he's not in the same league as Cranie and Mancienne. What a pity they're loan signings and not permanent fixtures. Stewart had a poor first half, but he did constantly seem to take every opportunity to be stretching. I suspect that this may well have been hindering him.

The first half ended 0-0 which was fair enough, but Charlton shaded it. However, the story was much much different in the second half. The team played in a manner that seemed at odds with our position at the bottom of the league. A real passing game was being played, with Vine and Ephraim (loan signings again, *sigh*) combining well to cause constant problems to the Charlton defence that's clearly lacking in confidence. Leigertwood continues to impress, and had a great chance that he put wide. But that's not the key part of his game. Together with Bolder, we're starting to see a midfield that's beginning to win the ball from the oppostion regularly and then play the ball on the floor. When there's talent like Vine up front that often means that chances will be created. And that's what happened when he was brought down in the box for a penalty. Rowly stepped up and struck it low to Weaver's left, but the ball rebounded off the post. "That's why you're going down" the home support piped up. Which was unusual because we'd not heard much from them all game.

Rangers continued to press forward and the goal arrived in the 72nd minute, with Bolder taking advantage of Weaver being tangled up with Nygaard. We went wild. Could we really do this? "That's why we're staying up" we taunted the stunned home support. Speaking of Nygaard, he had a good game. I'm really beginning to take him to heart. He may not be the best technical player, but he always produces the goods. And a special mention for Stewart's near goal off a corner, when he nearly backheeled it in to the Charlton goal. Simply superb. Time and time again Rangers swept forward. Passing and moving. "It's just like watching Brazil" we sang. And for us it was. How long has it been since we've seen such a solid performance from our team? Every man played their part. Camp in particular did well once again making some fantastic saves. Even the fans (about 2000 of us) played our part. Some fantastic singing and banter. "Can you hear the Strawberry sing?" being a memorable one.

So we counted down the minutes until our moment arrived. Our first away win since April. Fantastic. Bottom of the league? You're having a laugh. We're on our way out of the mess. And not a moment too soon.

Well, it's been a long time coming but the super hoops finally managed a win tonight. Having forgotten about it being moved to a Monday for Sky, I turned up with a hangover on Saturday. But that was all forgotten tonight when we took all 3 points.

In fairness, this wasn't play off form for Rangers as frankly Norwich were awful. It's now been 9 hours since they scored and it showed. Simply abysmal. But at least that allowed QPR to actually play. And after a pretty dull first half that's exactly what we saw. Although Ephraim, Leigertwood, Vine and Rowlands all came close (Rowly bizarrely was playing at Right back but stormed forward for a 20yd shot that hit the post) it was a penalty that separated the 2 sides. But it was a much better display from Rangers generally. Cranie looked fairly solid, and Legs of wood seemed to play well - although I hope it wasn't just because it was live on sky. But Ephraim was constantly causing the Norwich defence problems. I hope we've got him for another month.

So - who was there tonight? Naomi Campbell and Tamara Beckwith apparently with our Flav in their scarves. Interesting times.

Well it's been a bad start to the season at loftus road. We're the only league team not to have won this season and we're already out of one cup competition, losing at home to Orient. And looking at the tables they could very well replace us next year.

So on to this weekend - lost 5-1 to West Brom. I personally couldn't bear to watch it on TV so I stayed at home and listened to it on the radio. I was so depressed, and it seemed like the entire Rangers community was with me. By all accounts we were deeply tragic. Moore was useless, Rehman was useless. And I can't be bothered writing more on the subject. But Tracy Stent wrote a typically depressing match report here. But if there was a great summation of how woeful we were then this (taken from qprfc@yahoogroups.com) sums it up.

"I love our zonal marking system, provides great entertainment. Yesterday at a corner we were all marking space and it was if time had stopped like in the end of Police Squad when everyone stood still apart from the criminal who made a run for it".

So anyway Gregory's got the boot. And sad to say I haven't heard one person who thinks it's too soon. We really have been that bad. And we need to do something about it as soon as possible. So he had to go.

But here's the thing. There's talk of a director of football. Who's italian. A new manager. Who's italian. And even a new defender. Italian. Who's going to work for a chairman. Yep. Italian. And his boss. The italian.

So - it looks like it's going to be 1-0 results at loftus road soon. And I tell you what I'll settle for that. And if they serve Osso Bucco at half time then so much the better

Ciao.