Premier League victory? It’s better than men!
It’s not that often you get a free Latin lesson in the Arndale Centre – but anything seems possible in Manchester tonight.
Martin, from Stockport was only to happy to help with Superbia in Proelia emblazoned on the City flag: “Pride in battle,” he smiled.
As they gather for the open-top bus parade, the rain has passed. But no City fan cares about the weather now, after the agonising rollercoaster of victory snatched from the jaws of defeat snatched from the fangs of despair snatched.. well, you know the story.
“It’s better than getting married. It’s better than men. It’s better than an orgasm,” offered Pauline from Blackpool, clearly the event taking on a personal motif I scarcely asked about.
I think I’d just wondered how it felt after 44 years of waiting, though she’d not be old enough to say.
The thrilling climax can only have contributed. The evening paper souvenir special mixing stills of a distraught Wayne Rooney and an Old Trafford pub full of blokes holding their heads – along with the mayhem and pitch invasion at the Etihad.
On Deansgate every dog has his day, and Mario Balotelli is out to see the parade. It’s not clear whether or not he’s trained to react to red in an adverse manner – but, strangely, I’ve yet to see a red top in Manchester this evening (cue ribald comments about how they all live in Taunton etc).
Resplendent in her blue and white jester’s hat, Joyce Spencer from Manchester with quite a week on her hands. She’s no sooner done with her diamond wedding bash and now this – hat on, miniature wooden football rattle (yes).
An evening and a half in store. As someone said yesterday: “Anyone who wins this league deserves to win this league.” That was a man called Sir Alex Ferguson.
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