One Last Stop
Right. United plying tonight. Last stop for the day - hopefully - was NZ for the ritualistic tandoori. Plus mee ladna for tonight.
Left the boys with their Mum watching the DVD in the MPV while I enjoyed a glass of lychee at the restaurant. The order should be ready soon, and I've already checked with palmdoc, and he confirmed that he had stocked himself up with shandy minutes gonna win big tonight.
Liverpool were Robbed
It was almost a daylight robbery. Only the most blinked United supporter would have thought otherwise. Liverpool were by far the better team during the opening exchanges, but they made the cardinal sin of not scoring hen they were on top.
Typical of the such Liverpool- United tie, they would always be a key or pivotal moment. The usual ones being Vidic sending offs. There was the coming of age of Diego Forlan, Berbatov hattrick, and the revelation that Danny Murphy could play a bit of football.
This time around, it was Shelvey's red card. A foul on Jonny Evans, which should Evans instead who arrive late, it could have been him getting the marching order. It was luck. And luck side with United. Liverpool was on the ascendency until then. But they could not manage a breakthrough.
Then came the penalty. I wouldn't complain if Mark Halsey waved play on. It was not clear cut. Usually in similar instances, the decision would have gone with the home side. But not this time.
So, a couple of lucky breaks and the three points were ours. We have yet to play well this term in the league, but even then, should we had handles Fellaini better in the Everton game and mustered a win, we would have started the season with a perfect record. The other teams in the league must be cursing us at the moment ...... and that just be an understatement.