Rematch of the 2005 final where I nearly left the pub at half time as the score was so bad (3-0). I was about to go out for a meal but needed the loo first and when I came back it was 3-1. Then Steve needed the loo and we’d scored again 3-2. There was no way I’d have left then. We ended up getting a penalty which was saved then converted on the rebound by Alonso to make it 3-3 and led us into extra time. 30 more minutes of painful oooing and arring till the penalties where we won due to the heroics of Dudek.
This year I predict a 0-5 thrashing by Liverpool. Bring it on! In truth I predict 0-0 with five minutes to go, so they bring on Fowler and he sneaks the cheeky winner with a toe poke over the line...
My worst idea of a game would be to score early on and have to sit back and watch 85 minutes of pressure whilst hoping to die.
Anyone fancy a bet?
My people call me the dude. I share my teachings in the passages below... (along with many typos, grammatical errors and lazy writing)
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