Well today proved the point that the English Premier League is the best in the world.
Manchester United and Manchester City level pegging with the last game of the season ready to be played. Only thing to separate them was goal difference.
Manchester City at home to QPR and Manchester United away at Sunderland.
Manchester United took the lead from Rooney, Manchester City looked nervous at home albeit that they seemed to have more of the possession. Manchester City managed to get a goal before the break.
Both managers using half time to focus their players.
Both games held up in the 2nd half so that they KO at the same time.
TV flashes to the Manchester City game just after the re-start and QPR have a goal back, Manchester United fans erupt with joy.
The TV flashes to the Etihad again as Joey Barton gets sent off for tangling with Tevez, then there is a mass of handbags being thrown as Barton knee’s Aguero, then seems to head-butt Kompany before marching off the pitch only to tangle with Balloteli. Was this good news for Manchester United or not, how can 10 men hold off a determined Manchester City, but wait a minute QPR are in the lead.
The Manchester United fans at Sunderland let the team know with the chanting.
90 minutes are almost up Manchester united have 3 minutes extra to play while Manchester city have 5!!!!! Wow where did that come from?
Manchester United play out for a 0-1 win but just before our final whistle Manchester City get it back to 2-2.
I’m stood up walking up and down as the tension builds, wait what’s that as the Manchester United players are walking off the pitch Aguero has scored to make it 3-2 with almost the last kick of the game. No that was not in the script.
No hard feelings to the blue half of Manchester, City have played the better football all season and if they can only beat an average if not poor Manchester United team by goal difference, they deserve to win the Premier League.
Manchester United will lick their wounds and regroup for next season as we’ll never die.
Football over now, back on with today’s news.
Dix stayed over last night and it was gone 01.00 before we went to bed. Had a good chat and a few beers.
Up just before 09.00 this morning and the house was peaceful, sat and read for a while.
When Dix left, I got on with some gardening and mowed the lawn at the rear and collected all the leaves and weeds up.
Then it was time for the football. All exhausted after the excitement but still managed to be civil to my blue brother 😉
Caught up with a little bit of TV with Michele and now off to bed, bring on match of the day.
here’s a poem to end tonight’s blog with
United’s flag is deepest red, It shrouded all our Munich dead. Before their limbs grew stiff and cold, their heart’s blood dyed it’s ev’ry fold.
