Prrrp. Prrrp. Prrrrp.
Manchester City 1, Crystal Palace 0 on the night, and 2-2 over the 2 legs.
The referee tossed his coin in the centre circle and it came down for the west end. Our end.
We made a ring on the edge of the technical area. Rebecca went round it with water. Sarah stood in the middle of it with the sheet on her clipboard, and I watched her look round the 11 faces for a fifth name before I had said 1.
She did not need to look long. Tyrick Mitchell had come and stood directly in front of me.
He did not say anything. He was the 1 who had taken 10 at Hennessey on his own on Monday with nobody asking him to.
I looked at Neves.
"I take 6," Neves said.
I told Sarah, Mitchell 5, Neves 6. She wrote both names on the line, 1 above the other, and showed me, and I nodded.
Steele walked down to the goal with the water bottle and put it in the back of the net, by the post, with the tape on it facing the pitch.
City went first.
