Sleepless in New York New York is the the city that never sleeps and Chicago Addick is the blogger that never sleeps. After a rousing weekend in Las Vegas it was onto New York with work for 3 days of meetings and two nights of serious drinking. Last night we stumbled, literally, over the Hogs and Heffers bar in the Meatpacking district. Made famous by the movie Coyote Ugly, almost everything goes, including ties and bras which should be removed on entrance.

I arrived on Tuesday evening and caught up with New York Addick and another 4 hours of our friendship flew by as did a few pints, all of which were on the house, at least that was my understanding.

The work days were long this week as were the nights. I'm at home now, and although just after 5pm, I can hear my bed calling me.

Tomorrow morning I will be up and sat in front of my laptop to find out by whatever means possible what is going on at Layer Road. My brother and a mate will be there and have confirmed that they will offer me regular updates of their day out. I just hope it won't be at 6am like the Palace game, ringing to tell me of their first beer!

At least a 1,000 Addicks will be at the game tomorrow and despite a dormant Charlton news fortnight, there is an excitable buzz amongst Addicks. Ex U's striker Big Chris Iwelumo is sure to start and the questions in my mind is will Pards partner Toddy alongside him or ask him to play upfront alone? And I wonder if Pards will decide to give Racon his first start.

One last sad note brought to my attention by Charlton North Downs. Ian Porterfield died of colon cancer on Tuesday at the age of 61. His famous goal in the 1973 FA Cup Final and the performance of other Sunderland players was my earliest football memory. I also saw him play for Sunderland at my first ever Charlton game in 1975. If only for these reasons Ian Porterfield will always hold a special place in my football world. RIP.  ¶ 19:03