And on we go…
SO Tuesday night was one of those occasions where eschewing the game in favour of a family birthday seemed a prudent short term sacrifice. Better to bank some credit for a missed League Cup tie than find oneself bereft of any when a more serious clash rears its head.
So I checked the phone around 67 minutes and saw we were 4-2 down. I checked again at around 88 minutes, just as the visitors were leaving and we were still 4-2 down. And then once they’d left I thought I’d just check who had got our first goal when suddenly I realised it was game on and time to fire up the TV.
The temptation to draw too many conclusions from a score more reminiscent of a long tennis set is to be avoided. That it involved us does not strike me as greatly surprising but other than that, I’m not sure what one can say.
United up next, during which time I’ve contrived to find myself in an aeroplane, so a report on that may not be immediate either.