I share your frustrations lads. It's an absolute disgrace. I've just called every single family member, friend, work colleague, enemy, lover and any other acquaintances who might try and contact me over the next few days and told them not bother. I'm so fucking fuming about this I'm on my way down to chain myself, naked, to one of the Ticket Office booths (probably number 3 because that's the number of aways required for this game at the moment) and I'm not going to eat or move until they make an announcement about when they're dropping the credits.