Manchester United 4 – 4 Everton (Premier League, Old Trafford, 22nd April 2012)

WHAT just happened? Seriously, what just happened? Answers on the back of a postcard please. In the past Given to Score has been at the front of those who preach that Manchester United forever choose the hard road; sometimes I’m sure we’d all love for that not to be the case. Let’s not dwell on what this means for the title race, I’m sure a few red tops are already preparing hyperbolic headlines to show that United bottled the league in our own back yard; we can be equally sure that a few people in red tops might well agree with them.
Let’s get the maths out of the way now then; it’s most likely going to be a three point gap, no-one really gives Wolves a snowball’s chance in hell of gaining anything against City. So, that being the case, we go to the Council House and we win, we win at ours against Swansea and we fucking win against Sunderland on the last day of the season if we bloody need to. No more arsing around, we just have to do it. The eight point gap and their stumble at Swansea was nice but deep down, didn’t you think it was too comfortable? Not so deep down, you knew it was going to come down to that game against City.

