MELBOURNE Victory minus Archie Thompson = A minimum of one point for whoever they happen to be playing that round.

Even the most blindly passionate Victory fan can admit that despite all of their fairly impressive recruitment drives and Ernie Merrick's oh-so-spectacular-borderline-Hungary-at-Wembley-in-1953 brand of football, without a certain A. Thompson, they ain't that flash.

At all.

Admittedly, I didn't see the Perth match, so I call upon all Melbourne fans to rip through me with their considerably more grounded arguments... or they can agree with me – the latter option will get you a free baptism at the local Greek Orthodox church, for anyone interested.

My Saturday evening experience was not unlike that of a certain Andre Gumprecht, who spectacularly announced that he actual possesses something resembling technique when he strikes a football – a trait not common enough among, well, basically everyone else in the A-League.

He has gone from being as isolated as, erm, *insert ridiculous Shola Ameobi analogy about isolation* to Central Coast hero with one sweet swoop of that East-German-trained right boot.

I guess I should probably mention Adelaide and their mid-week match against Waitakere and the fact that it could lead to us potentially seeing Robert Cornthwaite trying to mark Wayne Rooney not too far from now (Insert your choice of LOL/LMAO/ROFL/PMSL/LOLOLOLOLOL, as necessary).

Perhaps I should also give brief mention to South Melbourne, who competed in a similar tournament and hardly disgraced themselves some years ago. (A fact that, as far as I can tell, has been conveniently ignored by the various powers-at-be).

Then again, that sort of thing has been happening for a while now in the history department (For the record, Andre Gumprecht used to play for Sydney Olympic).

On a lighter note, here's my fun fact of the week: John Aloisi is as bad on Football Manager 2009 as he is in real life.