

5 Sept 1964. That was the last time Fulham beat Man United in a league match at home. Today I witnessed history in the making as The Red Devils succumbed to their second consecutive loss. As a Liverpool fan you couldn't ask for a better way to start a warm and sunny London afternoon. But it did get better. News filtered in that Everton were losing to Portsmouth and Chelsea were trailing Spurs a few miles away. Surely not. I couldn't believe my eyes and ears. Liverpool were being presented with a golden opportunity to get back into the title race, even if United had a game in hand. The atmosphere at Craven Cottage was electrifying. Ronaldo was constantly jeered and at one point the whole ground started calling him a wanker. In the second half Rooney came off the bench and got himself booked. The crowd started giving him the Frank Lampard treatment by calling him a fat bastard. The crowd pressure paid off as the Liverpudlian's petulance gave way and he was soon given his marching orders. By that point Fulham had nicked a brilliant second-goal at our end and the crowd were delirious. I was in dream land. Danny Murphy, a former Liverpool legend and scorer of three winning goals against The Devils set the ball rolling for The Cottagers. It's been an incredible ten days. Four-nil against Real Madrid. Four goals at Old Trafford. A Fulham victory and two United players sent off. A Chelsea loss, an Everton loss, an SRT century and India's first Test victory in New Zealand for more than thirty years. You could almost say this has been the two greatest weeks of me life! COME ON YOU REDS!!!