IF the football is crap on Saturday (August 17), Watford fans can at least indulge in a new craze that is currently sweeping across Division One grounds.

This wonderful game requires the use of only your own eyes and (normally) your hands to count with, and it is called (if it really takes off remember where you read it first) Count A Don.

Thanks to Wimbledon's chairman Koppel opting to put his club into self-imposed exile in Milton Keynes - although they haven't quite got there yet - the ****** off fans have decided, quite rightly, to boycot games.

Only between 15 and 23 (depending on who you believe) supporters (or scabs as they're probably now known in souf London) went to Grimsby on Tuesday night, and word has it that there have been a massive TWO yes TWO enquiries for tickets at Vicarage Road. It may sound ludicrous, but there really could be more goals scored than away fans at Watford, although given the Hornets' start to the season that may be slightly over-optimistic!

It's a tragic state of affairs, but it could pose some interesting problems.

How many turnstiles do Watford open? How many stewards and police need to be on duty? But the biggest question of all is where will the 'massed' ranks of the Dons' support decide to sit? With around 4,000 places to choose from, will they split up into little one-man factions and spread themselves far and wide, or will they huddle together (safety in numbers)?

One hopes that Watford will be able to break their goal-duck, if only because if their shooting is widly off target, and the ball starts flying regularly into the Wimbledon end, we could still be there at 7pm because it will take an eternity to get the ball back each time!

The downside of this game is that, with so few to count, it will quickly get boring, so I guess I'd better talk about the football.

The Millwall performance (weren't their fans well behaved!) was a distinct improvement on Leicester, so hopefully Ray's men can continue on the upward curve against the Dons.

The back three look increasingly solid, the Great Dane had a brilliant 45 minutes, and Glassy also did well in the centre of the park, but the problems remain up front.

Smudger is desperate for a goal, but one can only pray that the boss' patience has finally run out with Dom.

Don't get me wrong, I like Mr Foley. I've met him a couple of times, and he's a smashing lad, but a record of precisely no goals in two years isn't exactly prolific. Please, please, PLEASE start with Danny, Ray!

Otherwise, this pair of eyes sees no other reason to change things around, and he's quietly confident that the first set of three points will be in the bag come 4.45pm on Saturday.

But if a good chance of a victory and the opportunity to play Count A Don hasn't quite convinced you to go along, don't forget this match presents the perfect opportunity to see a certain David Connolly in the flesh, and we all know what we think of him, don't we!!