So this is the big one! Leeds have punched their weight against all comers thus far, but now there is a belt at stake and a stronger chin will be called upon to withstand the ex Premiership punches.
Favourite backers will push the case for the Hula Hoops but the omens for the Reverend's choir boys are good. 'Arry 'as a complex. West Ham's record against Bastard United is dreadful, as all you Leeds fans delight in telling me, and I genuinely suspect that former 'Ammer manager and player 'Arry in in awe of Revie's boys. Why else talk up the club unless he is scared of losing?
Sensibly, the Wheeler Dealer Dog Financier Extraordinaire should be banging the "Has been" drum, playing upon all sorts of insecurities and touching nerves that this blog presses almost by the day. Like it not, and Leeds fans detest it, history counts for sod all. Just ask Manchester City and Chelsea! And Preston North End for that matter!
Great club? For two narrow windows of the last century sure, but little old Lithuania once had an empire extending across the best part of North East Europe! Time waits for no man, as they say, not even a man of the cloth like Reverend McDermott.
And player for player, QPR should piss all over Leeds. McDermott dreams of having a striker of the calibre of Johnson, Austin or Zamora, and Redknapp has all three! I'm no fan of Green, but at least he has to spread himself to block a shot, unlike Podgy who just breathes out and fills two thirds of the goal without moving a muscle. And so it goes on.
But QPR will arrive angst ridden courtesy of Redknapp's outdated awe for the ultimate All Our Yesterdays club, whilst McDermott will be telling his team that, with faith, you can climb any mountain. And I back passion and belief to overcome superior skill and mega expenditure. Correct score for tomorrow? My money's on a 2-1 win for Leeds!