God, Sunday feels like a long way off...
Yesterday I was feeling pretty distraught. I know I shouldn't.
This has been an incredible season, we've qualified for the Champions League which was beyond our wildest dreams at the start of the season, and we're still 5 points clear with 4 games to go! Who wouldn't have taken that, even a month or so ago?
But I was finding it very hard yesterday to shake the feeling that the league title could be slipping away and the disappointment that a once in a lifetime chance could go.
BUT we fight on....
We can beat Swansea without Vardy, and we've still got enough in us to get 3 wins from our last 4 - and if Spurs drop points at any stage then 2 wins and a draw is enough. More than doable.
Plus, when we pulled off our amazing escape at the end of last season, who was our top scorer? Ulloa. Ulloa who showed cajones the size of watermelons to step up and hammer home that penalty in the 94th minute against West Ham. He put in a brilliant performance in a very tough role when he came on as a sub and he'll be chomping at the bit to prove that he help drive on to the title in the games we have left, however many games he may start.
We can do this. It's a wake up call. We knew there would be twists. There always are. But this is still in our hands.
Bring it on!