I have been fortunate to attend a lot of football matches in my life, including a great many on the last day of the season. It's up there with me as a special football match - I seemingly start every season with a wistful paragraph about summer days, short sleeve shirts and sunglasses and the last game of the season is the other side of this emotional coin - not necessarily filled with hope and optimism for what will transpire, but reflection on what has passed.
It's always a lovely day weather-wise, like the FA Cup final. I love the 10 games simultaneously. Whether there's something riding on it or not, it's always a highlight for me - helped admittedly by the ridiculous record Arsenal have in these games (17W, 2D 1L in the last 20 years....). This was also my son's first (mens') game which holds special emotional weight for me too.
Would it have been better if something else had happened? Sure. Would it have been as fun? Probably not. That's the flip-side of massive highs - massive lows if the highs don't arrive. So maybe, from a fun perspective, it's better that way...
Everything else sort of unfolded as expected. Everton won with a screamer to stay up, and Leeds very much did not but, as Villa did, Spurs's points were in vain. Unless I suppose you count them staying in 8th rather than dropping below Brentford into 9th. Congrats all round.
But you don't want to hear about all this. You want to find out who won and stuff. So without further ado, let's get statty
