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An early start Saturday morning saw us get to my mates flat in London about 11am. Still, it was only typical that a combination of lunchtime drinking and the London transport system saw us still manage to miss kick-off.
Despite rumours of a re-appearance from Thatcher and McManaman it was (thankfully) an unchanged line-up although we were greeted with the welcome return of SWP to the bench.
All in all it was a disappointing game which saw City throw away two more points against a side who in truth were poor and offered little threat.
City took the lead when Reyna slotted home from close range after Van der Saar had spilled Sibierski's header. TV replays suggested he may have been offside but there is a saying that these things even themselves out (more of that to come). To me, Reyna looks far more impressive on the right hand side than he ever did in the middle and it may allow SWP to move further upfront alongside Fowler.
City should really have kicked on to take the game in the second half but when Fowler undid his good work by blasting wide from all of ten yards it was probably inevitable that Fulham would then snatch a point. A long, high hopeful ball saw Brian McBride 'outmuscle' David James and Boa Morte struck the loose ball home. TV replays indicated it was a foul - and even Sam Allardyce admitted that so it must have been!
Despite the cameo appearance from SWP for the last ten minutes or so the game fizzled out a little and both sides took home a point which was probably of more use to Fulham than ourselves.
Post game saw several hours in the White Hart in Parsons Green which saw me pay £5 for a burger from their barbecue and then onto Islington which saw rounds approaching £30 (for seven drinks!) and a night which descended into drunken chaos and carnage.
Today, feeling extremely fragile my mood has not been lightened by the listless display from Newcastle which saw United cruise to the FA Cup Final and Pakistan winning the one day cricket series against India - a result which sees me having to wear a Pakistan shirt on the next dress down day at work as the result of a lost best.
All in all, it's probably best to call it a day and start the week afresh in the morning. Except for the fact that I have an exam in the morning and need to put in an evenings revision. Oh joy!