thoughts on the NFL London game...

Our National Anthem is awful, and when you hear it played after a decent one, it makes it sound even worse. Hearing "God Save The King" after "The Star-Spangled Banner" is like hearing a Little Mix album after "Dark Side of the Moon".

Every year... EVERY year... I start watching a televised game being played in my own country and think "Why the Hell aren't I there?" Next year... NEXT year... I MUST make sure I get tickets.

I f**king hate the colour purple, but man those Minnesota Vikings uniforms are sexy.

It really would be interesting to see these players when they're in their 60s, trying to climb stairs...

The last two minutes of the first half really showed how unpredictable, and how much fun, this game is. A scenario was building where it could easily have been 27-0 to the Vikings, and yet we reached half-time with a score of 17-7.

Some people hide their age well, but Aaron Rodgers is a 40-year-old trying to play elite sport who looks like a 40-year-old man trying to play elite sport.

I would genuinely rather have my kidneys pulled out through my ears than have to listen to 'Sweet Caroline' ever again. Even once would be too many.

It's only when you watch one of these games live, in real time, that you remember just how bloody long these games can be...

Osi Umenyiora should record some fairy tales so that parents could play them to their children at bedtime. His voice is so soothing; so lovely...

I actually think Minnesota could have put the game to bed much sooner, but they wanted to keep it interesting for the watching UK public.

I MUST get tickets for one of next year's games. Must, must; MUST.

RC 6-10-24
1935 BST