The magic of the FA Cup.

A deflated, demoralised team goes into the cup….meets another deflated, demoralised team but only one of them can go away happy. That was us! Yes, amazingly, Spurs actually won today – not just won, but did it in some style. A 3-0 victory over Crystal Palace can’t be regarded as a major triumph but just maybe it was enough to restore some pride and confidence to my battered team’s egos.

Crystal Palace are a whole division behind Spurs – we are in the relegation zone of the Premiership and they are in the relegation zone of the First Division. Unfortunately for Palace, the magic of the underdog beating the Premiership side just didn’t look likely for them at all. In fact, they barely got into the game really. Funnily enough, last time I saw Palace play, it was at Loftus Road when they were beaten 6-0 by QPR on the last day of the season and that secured QPRs tenure in the First Division for that season. Anything but a win would have seen QPR relegated.

I won’t apologise for beating the underdog though. No-one ever thinks that way when they beat us.

This photo was taken at half time in a game where the only disappointment was the refusal of the ball to cross the Palace goal line for a fourth time – I had a Scorecast bet with my good friends Ladbrokes (my usual extravagant £1) on Spurs winning 4-0 and Kanoute scoring the first goal. He did the business for me and at 3-0 I thought I was onto a certainty but we had the ball cleared off the line in the final minute so instead of spending a pleasurable hour in the Bell and Hare spending some of my £66 winnings, Sarah and I went straight home like good girls.

Pah Pah Pah to the Railways though, in this case, a combination of WAGNs stupidity – trains with only four coaches and cancelled trains meant we waited on WHL station for an hour and a half for a train…..and there were many more behind us who waited even longer…..then no train service back to Farnborough where David was due to pick me up. I ended up on a tortuous route round the countryside and it took four hours to travel 60 miles. GGGGGrrrrrrrrrrrr – will I be putting pen to paper to write letters of complaint? You bet I will.

David has a real big problem with pictures with wonky horizons so he will hate this when he sees it. Mind you, he can’t complain it’s not ‘of the moment’ can he?