The hopes of a defeated army are kept alive as the pier is swept from under the feet of the Shrimpers by a tidal wave driven by the Almighty, diverting the course of the Isis to its intended glory at Wembley.
Or we lose and Crewe win, resulting in hundreds of returned tickets for the Vale match.
2-1 (It would be wrong not to "believe")
Rendell / Morgan (Won't happen though will it?) & Mohsni (Who else?)
9000
1100
UE: Each and every Oxford supporter in the ground get 100% behind the team, there's no booing of any player, there's no groans when a pass goes astray, there's a realisation we ain't Barca (they ain't going to win much if anything this season), there's no loud mouths behind the dugouts giving CW abusive advice and come 5 o'clock all looks well with the world again.
Lord Wilder, hibernating aboard the Leonov, is woken by Captain Kirbuk as they near Kas, a moon of Jupiter, where she has detected vague signs of life. They discover an undamaged but three-sided spaceship. Below them a series of monoliths stand still, as if defending a set piece. Over the season, the monoliths multiply, the gravitational force sucking the side downwards. Kirbuk and Wilder make their escape at the last minute, returning to where they were as Jupiter forms a small star and the message pulses out to the whole world "use no loanees, use no loaness, use your squad in peace". A Hampshire property consultant sues a Cambridge academic for plagiarism as faint hopes remain.