Nicky Shorey's Diary - Friday

Today has been what can only be described as a mixed bag. Much like my career I suppose. I woke up feeling the best I have ever felt I think, as I am almost certain to play against Wigan on Saturday (as a result of Stilyan's suspension) and…….. I have a date tonight!!!!

After the ice skating on Wednesday night John, Nicky and I (or Johnicky as we call ourselves when we are out collectively) went for some wedges at Pizza Hut. The waitress that served us was really nice, so I went back there last night (without the lads) for a meal. Shortly into the meal some kids started hurling abuse at me shouting things like "crap wanker" and "tit shit". Then one of the older ones (about 13 I would say) threw a piece of pizza at me. It got me right in the face. I was annoyed at first but it turned out to be the best thing that could have happened as the waitress came and started talking to me. We hit it off instantly, her name is Donna and believe it or not she did not know that I am a professional footballer.

Anyway, to cut a long story short I waited for her to knock off in the car park as she had agreed to meet me there. When she came out I opened the boot of the Almera Sport a produced a crisp Nicky Shorey, 21 shirt. But instead of signing it I wrote my number on the back. Never fails.
She called about an hour later and we set up a date at Nando's, Selly Oak. I CANNOT WAIT. Stevie Sidwell will no longer be able to spread those rumours about me and Matt Upson after he heres about this.

Anyway, as I was driving to Boots earlier to pick up a new bottle of Joop Jump for the big date, I tuned into Talksport only to hear that Micah Richards has now been linked with Villa. My world, once again began to crumble. If he joins, then that’s me out of the team, probably out of the club. Micah will play at right back and Luke Young in my place. I hate him so much.
I tried not to think about it but I went into a trance of anger, and I drove through a red light, and ploughed straight into the side of a Renault Espace. The Almera is without a doubt written off. I am ok, luckily. The ambulance crew say I am in shock, but am going to have a rest. I can't miss this date, the lads would never let me hear the end of it.

Heres the damage anyway: