Watched it on the Nog channel, round at a Liverpool mate's house. Apart from the occasional, becoming more often, utterance of various Anglo-Saxon phrases, I remained in a fairly calm sitting position for the first half. After all, one wouldn't want to change one's sitting position, as long as everything is going okay... Got more animated as things went on, jumping up to help the ball in the net and provide assists that weren't the preferred choice of our beloved team. Spent the last ten minutes pacing up and down, wringing my City scarf around my neck! Will pay a quiet visit to every rag I know today, without mentioning anything, of course!