Manchester City Win the Premier League

What a day! Not only was it the Marlow 5 Mile in the morning, followed by a well deserved coffee and cake at the John Lewis at High Wycombe ( and Alison having been to London the day before and sung Mozart's Requiem at the Royal Albert Hall) but the afternoon saw the final games of the Premier League.

It should have been all so confortable for Manchester City, playing at home with the best home record in the league against QPR with the worst record away from home. And when we scored the first goal, it seemed it would be nice and easy. But of course, this is not the City way. Conceeding two stupid goals in the second half ( Manchester United and Newcastle had not scored a solitary goal against us in the previous two games) it was all too deflating, as were the balloons outside.

As we passed the 90 minutes and entering time added mainly for the sending off of QPR's Joey Barton (my prediction came true) it seemed all was lost. That was until Dzeco scored for the last of the countless corners. The last minute arrived and linking with Balotelli, Aguero scored a brilliant winner. Cue celebrations that were as joyous in this house as they were on the pitch.

For me, I have to agree with Hugh McIlvaney in the Sunday Times a week ago, that City turned into a team that could win things when they signed Yaya Toure nearly two years ago. The article below appeared before the penultimate game of the season with City away at Newcastle. It could not have been more prophetic as Toure scored both goals in the win that set up yesterday's achievement.

City fans who have been through it all over the last 44 years since they last celebrated a league title. Alison and I vividly remeber standing with them behind the goal at Oxford United in the third tier of English football. Who will forget the very late Paul Dickov goal to take the play off for that divison in 1999 into extra time and penalties. The relegations, the promotions and now the Premier League title.

What a day!