Of course, all Man U fans have been cock-a-hoop this season following a brilliant run of form since Christmas which has got even the less boastful of Reds thinking that Fergie's boys can pick up all five trophies.
Until Saturday, that is. I think it was back in 1992 that United had four put past them at Old Trafford. No one expected Liverpool to do it, despite heir European form in midweek.
The verbals between Ferguson and Rafa Benitez, and a stupid "I hate Liverpool" statement from Rooney, stoked the game up well before Saturday so perhaps United were heading for a fall. But 4-1, surely not?
I didn't see the game on Sky. I had to attend a political lunch with my pal Nigel Fortnam, a big Liverpool fan (although it used to be Wolves when he was younger). Neither one of us could believe we were missing the biggest Premier game of the season to listen to a somewhat predictable speech on the European Parliament.
I checked the score on my mobile between courses when Liverpool were leading 2-1. And again after the coffee and speeches were over. Nigel was a surprised as me with the scoreline.
I phoned another friend, John Stamp, a season ticket holder at Old Trafford, who was at the game. "We didn't turn up," he said. "We were beaten by a better team."
I couldn't bring myself to watch Match of the Day, either on Saturday night or Sunday morning, but I have just seen the goals on Match of the Day 2. And yes, Vidic's sending off was deserved. He just couldn't cope with Torres.
United are still in a strong position but having looked at their run-in to the end of the season, it may well not be such a forgone conclusion that we will retain the Premiership. I think they could possibly lose eight points and if that is the case, Liverpool could pip us to the post.
However, I can't see Liverpool winning all their remaining games, despite Benitez's bravad0, and Chelsea are currently going great guns under new manager Guss Hiddink. Although I want United to win it, and let's face they deserve it, I don't think it will be by such a big margin everyone was talking about before Saturday's results.
There's still a lot of football to be played yet and the last few weeks of the season could be much more exciting than we thought.
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DOES anyone take women's cricket seriously? Well, those who play it definitely do, especially the England ladies team who have just got through to the World Cup final.
Ladies cricket has been around for years but gets precious little coverage in the national press. Despite England getting to the final, with a 146-run win over the West Indies, I could find barely a paragraph in the combined sporting pages of the British press.
In this corner of the cricketing world, women's cricket is alive and kicking (or should that be batting?), especially at Cloakham Lawn, home of Axminster Cricket Club, one of the most forward thinking in Devon.
Last season Axminster Ladies more than held their own in the Devon Premier League and they have certainly brought a new dimension - and a sense of fun - to the cricketing life of Cloakham Lawn. This is always much in evidence at the club's annual dinner.
Not so long ago I got involved in ladies football with the formation of the Lyme Lazers at Lyme Regis Football Club. At the time, we were trying to get funding for a new ground - the ill-fated Strawberry Field project - and having a women's team was one of those boxes that had to be ticked.
Once the novelty of girls running round in shorts wore off, and the ribald comments extinguished, the Lazers became an integral part of club life. Their attendance at the club dinner for the first time was a memorable occasion, receiving the trophies to sounds of the Spice Girls' hit "It's raining men".
I also remember taking to the women's FA Cup at Crystal Palace and an England international at Fratton Park. Their enthusiasm for the game was infectious.
The Lazers eventually joined the Dorset Women's League which was appallingly administered by Dorset FA, insisting on matching the new teams from smaller towns with the likes of Bournemouth, resulting in unnecessary heavy defeats which all but ruined morale.
The Lazers have now amalgamated with the Axminster girls and play in the Devon League, which is altogether more professional.
Football or cricket, the girls are proving there are few boundaries in sport these days.
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FOOTBALL could be coming home again at last - with England attempting to host the World Cup in 2018 or 2022. Bring it on.
If we pull it off, I want to be there, although I will be well into my seventies by then.
I was 18 when we last staged the World Cup in 1966, a young reporter on the Express & Echo in Exeter. I shall never forget the final as it nearly cost me my job. I skipped a job to watch England's historic victory over Germany. Later that evening I went to the Big Beat dance at the Marine Theatre in Lyme Regis where the continual chant of "In-ger-land In-ger-land" resulted in the band vacating the stage.
The girls were not amused.
If England were to get to the final again in 2018 or 2022, I doubt very much that I will be raving it up afterwards. More like a cup of cocoa and an early doubt. But I will be just as excited.
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