Man U v Chelsea, Palace v Burnley

Last night’s game was lots of fun, despite it not ending with the result I was hoping for. The upside of Chelsea winning is that I can support Man U in the final: if Liverpool had got through I’d have been supporting them and heading for almost certain heartbreak. It’s also kind of cool that the two teams who are (realistically) fighting for the Premiership will now also meet in the Champions’ League final. I haven’t been so interested in the English Premiership in years. Well, since 15 May 2005.

Anyway, none of that is nearly as exciting as the culmination of the Championship campaign this weekend. Palace are still in sixth, and can be overtaken by any or all of Wolves, Ipswich Town or Sheffield Utd if we fail to beat Burnley at home on Sunday. Startlingly, tickets for this game have nearly sold out (according to the club’s website, at least), so me and my fellow fairweather matchgoers may have to take the unlikely step of booking in advance.

I’m also going to have to take a radio for listening to the other results, and a piece of paper and a pencil for working out what they all mean. Wish me luck.

I can’t explain it

I don’t know how it happened: it crept up on me while I was looking in the other direction.  Believe me, I don’t feel good about it.  But there’s no denying it so I may as well come straight out and say it: I want Man Utd to win the Premier league title.

An oasis of hope in this sea of bewilderment is offered by the fact that I still want Liverpool to win the Champions’ League – roundly beating Chelsea on the way, as is becoming traditional.