3 days after
Watched a bit of Soccer AM and sad to report that the bloke who plays Bates in Downton Abbey is a rag, so I won’t be watching that again.
D Day dawned. Read the Observer piece which was a bit mixed up, to be honest! We got to the ground at about one ish and strolled around City square fairly relaxed. Picked up a programme and was pleased with Gary’s interview with Sue and I though the photos were a tad embarrassing, but, I suppose a true reflection!
Game on, and a nervy start before Zab put us in front. Then I hoped that we’d be able to sit back and enjoy the day like we have done so many times this season. Not to be, of course. Joleon did a ‘Vonky/Savic’ for 1-1. Joey disgraced himself, after a clash with Carlos. Vinny had an uncustomary lapse for 1-2 with half an hour to go. It was gut wrenching and you knew you had to get over it and roar the lads on though we looked to have blown it until Fred got the sweets out. The 5 minutes went up to cries of “Gillingham” and Edin and Sergio did the business to give us the title and destroy the rags in the process. Felt a bit sorry for Micah who may have been brought on if Ya Ya hadn’t been injured, and that could hamper his England chances.
Unbelievable scenes - on the pitch then strolled round the square cryin, huggin and a kissin with family, friends and strangers, then zipped into ‘Curry mile’ for an Indian with the Woodhouses and company (Steve and Andy sell the zine)
Fergie bleated that City beat ten men and had 5 minutes of added time, so we beat them at their own game. Monday then, and after endlessly watching repeats of the game and Merson’s ‘commentary’ Channel 4 asked me if I’d go to the ground – any excuse – finished up on the pitch re-enacting Sergio’s winner and the hour long interview was shown for about 5 seconds on the news.
Home and then back to town for the parade with the family again and how great to see the throngs of Blues of all ages in the square and along Deansgate. Tears shed as the bus went past then it was back home via MacDonalds.
Bit of fuss about Carlos holding up the placard with RIP Fergie on it – in the old days they used to carry coffins round with relevant words to that effect so no big deal really. Perhaps at some point the rags are gonna stop coming out with the utter crap we’ve been subjected to over the years (mind games my arse) and in particular this season?
Incidentally, despite the poor reviews we went to see ‘Dark Shadows’ last night which was brilliant. Any film which opens with ‘Nights in White Satin’ being played is on to a winner, not to mention an Alice Cooper appearance, though with some fairly obvious comments.
Still trying to come to terms with Sunday, and how Mancini didn’t get manager of the season is beyond me. But then….