Idea scenario: Donny and Bournemouth stumble and either don't pick up any points, or just drop some (for the latter) and the Blades make a late dash to steal automatic.
Less ideal, but still better: Blades win their last 3 and just miss out, but Brentford pip Bournemouth to the title. A deflated Bournemouth lose to wanky Swindon in the play off semi's or stumble through, to be beaten by the Blades in the final (who easily see off Yeovil).
Probable scenario: Blades fall just short and finish 4th. They see off Yeovil, but face Brentford in the final. By the way that they have tore us a new one in each of the 2 games they have played, then I will not look forward to it. Hopefully Keith Stroud will ref it and then we might at least score (fter he dishes out reds and pens every 10 mins).
Absolute certainity: the footballing gods will toy with us, but ultimately crush us. Be it a K Mac hamsting injury, Kitson red in the semi final or Collins and/or Maguire getting food posioning, then if we reach the final then sumert will happen. Brought to you in the same fashion as a Don Hutchinson disclocated shoulder, knackered Petr Katchouro, injured Henderson and Ward and sent down Evans, suspended Beattie and unfit Cresswell. I imagine the footballing gods will tease us a bit. They'll ensure that us, Donny, Brentford and Bournemouth all go into the last game with a chance of finishing top 2, but also finished 3rd or 4th. At some point we'll be looking like champions, only for things to go against us and the Blades finish 3rd on goal difference. We've seen wonder strikes from players that have done nowt in their career, paid off keepers dive over the ball as budding cup final starter wannabees strike, ineligble players and understtrength teams, strikers sent down, terrible luck with injuries and some shoddy refeeering decisions. Just what have they got up their sleeves this time??!
