As I said originally, I try not to gloat, that doesn't mean I don't recognise what has gone on before and that I'm any less happy with last Sunday's result than anyone else, it's just that I'd prefer not to do it.
I would loved to have been in my regular boozer last week as it's a Liverpool stronghold, I would have just sat there smiling, it would have been enough, they wouldn't have a clue what was going on in my head.
It seems my son is somewhat different to me. I've just finished talking to him and he said he hasn't missed an opportunity, especially at work. He said that whilst teaching sports psychology he referenced the numbers seven and two at every opportunity just to watch the few Liverpool plastic students squirm.
