de niro said:
Great! You're back with us again! Lol :-)
How I feel in one word? Vindicated!
Vindicated because I told the Rag hoard's that even in our darkest hour (York Away and I had ticket number 147,289) that nothing, but nothing lasts forever and that my wish was to live long enough to see the natural order of things restored to Manchester and one day it would happen.
They all thought I was on drugs, but irrespective of all the piss taking, the losses we suffered, the turgid players I've witnessed wearing our hallowed shirt, the disappointment and having to watch on as they swept all before them, I never lost faith that one day, their dominance over us would dissolve into thin air.
Now this has happened, where are the Rag hoards? Where's the text messages, the email's, the bastards who live nowhere near me but 'just happened to be passing, so thought they'd stop by to say hello' by coincidence just after a derby match? Where the fuck are they now? Back under the slimy stones from whence they came that's where!
Like I said, 'Vindicated'!