What A week that was. Two games into the season and four more points than Manchester United.

After all the trials and tribulations of pre-opening day and Bozzy praying for cloud cover, the Seagulls got off to a flying start with a thoroughly deserved win at Burnley.

Victor Melton got our first, Bobby got his customary tap-in to keep up his incredible record and in between the furball notched a cracker. We were actually top for about four minutes until Millwall collapsed and Norwich ran riot. There always seems to be a freak result on opening day, just look at Cambridge taking a point off us last year.

Then came the fancy Coventry, who like many of the visiting teams before them and I'm sure most of those to come, were somewhat surprised at our fortress, Withdean.

But they showed why they are one of the favourites as, even after being reduced to ten men, they got a share of the spoils in a hard-fought and interesting game and even though it lacked the euphoria of the curtain-raiser, a point is a good result and one which sets us up nicely for the Canaries.

All in all a good week at the office.

I would like to mention our centre half at Burnley, who was making his League bow. Though judging by his performance you would never have thought he was a debutant, as he played one of the calmest 90 minutes you are ever likely to see from an 18-year-old.

There were whispers of nepotism, but anyone who saw him on Saturday, or the way in which he has progressed, would quickly quell them and I for one would like to congratulate young Hinsh on a fine debut.

Well I have not seen a lot of the boys this week, so most of what I've got to report revolves around the treatment room, where I've been receiving expert rehabilitation from the three amigos.

Sadly I've been joined by our goalscorer, Victor Melton, who has not lightened the mood in the medical room. Steve's a lovely guy, but miserable as anything. If you never knew him, you would think he had been chewing lemons for a week. Now I've lived with Steve and I'm talking 24-hour face pulling, so you can imagine how jovial he is when injured.

Also in the treatment room this week has been Michel who, after walking into two spider webs, made Kim and Louie (assistant physios) clean the whole gym and treatment area with disinfectant. Michel supervised the whole op as he has plenty of experience with environmental health and hygiene issues from his time as a Dutch cook (Marines in it).

There's also been a spate of clothes tampering going on with nobody's clobber safe. The main suspects are Dave Lee, who is a serial snake and not to be trusted, and the Anthill Mob (Charlie, Pethick and Wilkinson) who hunt as a group, thus limiting any retaliation.

This has resulted in the lads wearing dodgy gear to train in to try to lessen the odds of an attack. This didn't apply to Will Packham who dresses like John Wayne on the best of days, or Chris McPhee and his Laker's vest. I was back in training with the first team today and had no end of volunteers to test out my leg and needless to say I was delighted to see that my team contained the majority of potential assassins, who cannot be named for fear of recrimination.

Well I would like to thank Mal and the medical staff for putting up with me, as I've been a nightmare patient and only hope I'm never in the treatment room again. All that is left to say is keep supporting the lads, as your backing is vital and I hope you read this celebrating another good result.

Saturday August 17