We nicked MANUre's super sub, give 'im a proper job and sat back and waited, and waited, and waited a bit more, and then I phoned my wife at halftime, and came back and waited a little more, then said this has got Bolton written all over it, but then times have changed and it wasn't Bolton, last gasp bloody winner after having the life battered out of them, and no Dicky Dunne to play netball in the last minute.
Get in Gatito, Three of the best and THREE POINTS!
That's how we won! No sweat.