Last night, at the 94th minute, King Henry who scores a header once in a blue moon, popped up, and headed a goal into the back of Man Utd's goal and stole 2 points from us. Yesterday must have been a blue moon and how ironic, Man Utd were in their blue away strip.

Words cannot explain how I feel when the goal went in, except that it really felt like a tight slap on the face. The feeling was awful and it made me sick in the stomach. I went to sleep after the match but I couldn't fall asleep as I kept thinking about the match.

But even though we didn't take the opportunity to go 9-points clear at the top with Chelsea's loss against Liverpool, we still have a 6 points lead and with 14 games to go, I am believing in my heart and crossing my fingers that Man Utd will emerge Champions at the end of the season. The feeling still sucks though...


The look on Fergie's face says it all...

Staring into the Abyss,