I'm on holiday in Seahouses, Northumberland at the moment. I did my best to watch the game on a succession of dodgy, choppy streams with an iffy wifi connection. Missed the first two goals completely. At half time, in desperation I went up to a local pub to see if they were showing the game, only to be told, "oh, no, we're watching the Newcastle game, pet" (good for you, hope you enjoyed that one, you bastards!).
But this was a great day. Heroes all over the pitch, and I think we may have finally found ourselves a manager. I had a feeling all along we could pull it off, Liverpool are no great shakes at all. Arsenal will be tougher proposition in the final, but on our day we don't need to be scared of anyone any more.
One more thing. I watched part of the pre match coverage on BT Sport, and it was a fucking disgrace. As a professional broadcasting organisation they should be ashamed of themselves. It was so biased it was embarrassing, you'd have thought there was only one team playing today, and only one player worth mentioning in that team. Well, they had egg on their faces by the end, and it fucking well serves them right.