To me, yesterday's game felt much like the Aston Villa win. Back then, we saw Aaron Hughes score an unfortunate own goal to put us down 0-1 in the second half, but I just couldn't see us losing that game. The clock continued to roll, but I had a strange, confident feeling that we would pull off the unthinkable. We had come so far, being relegated on a 0-0 draw just seemed wrong. It wasn't a matter of if we would score, it was when. As we approached the 80th minute, I was still without thoughts of Championship football. We were getting chances, and one of them had to go in. Then, there it was. Jimmy Bullard's free kick floated into the box in slow motion, and one of several Fulham players were right there to be on the receiving end. Danny Murphy's was the first to reach the ball, and it was in! We had done it! I couldn't be happier for him. All season, Murphy has had difficulty finding his way into the hearts of the fans, despite very little wrongdoing. His career mercenary label may be somewhat deserving, but he just may have found a permanent home.

Weeks ago, I had called for us to mail in the rest of the season and start preparing for next year. I was wrong. I don't blame Roy for not wanting to give up his £1m "staying up" bonus, and I'm thrilled that he didn't. We're lucky to have him, and I hope he stays on long-term.

I've been slow to keep the team stats updated since my laptop's power jack quit working, but I hope to get everything caught up in the next couple of days.

Finally, I don't know if we're going to Europe, but we have a good shot. I mis-read the table, and we're a bit further than two yellows behind, but we definitely made up some ground. Yesterday's perfomance by Man City didn't exactly scream "positive play", and their fans' mini-riot after the game certainly won't help their cause. We find out tomorrow, supposedly.