Quite a game, no? Nick Miller watched Arsenal's thrilling 1-1 draw with Everton and saw two teams who have improved, leaving certain others trailing...
Another rotten day for David Moyes, whose desperation for a win was epitomised by the selection of an unfit Robin van Persie in attack. It's looking pretty worrying indeed...
The madness of the summer transfer window forces us to be in a constant state of panic, sweating uncontrollably like a porky young Matt Stanger at the '93 school sports day (bronze in the egg and spoon, the less said about the sack race the better). We watch helplessly as clubs miss out on their top targets, as rivals hijack the deals we desperately hoped to complete and, in some cases, as our best players brazenly flutter their eyelashes at potential suitors.
It's a time of little dignity and serious trauma in which we know we should probably be concentrating on other trivial matters such as spending quality time with the family or dedicating ourselves to work for three solid months before the season starts. Yet we're drawn like moths to a flame to the gossip pages, the blogs, the throw-away lines spilling out of players' mouths and anything farted by agents, real or fake, about Player A moving to Club X.
Chief among the chaos is the wailing of fans who support clubs that are biding their time before dipping a toe into the market. Yaya Sanogo is unlikely to appease Arsenal fans titillated by tiresome talk of a transfer war chest, while Spurs supporters are also biting their fingers down to the bone over the pursuit of a new striker, cursing Daniel Levy and his masochistic tendency to leave everything until the last minute like a form of transfer window water torture. Drip, drip, drip, oh look, Defoe's still our number 9.
This year, however, the usual suspects have been joined by a new troupe of pant-wetters as Sir Alex Ferguson's retirement catapults Manchester United into an era of sudden uncertainty. While managerial changes at Man City and Chelsea have been massaged by the acquisition of several new faces - something shiny to make supporters feel all fuzzy and warm (and spend their money) - United are yet to act and the pressure is gradually increasing.
The clock is ticking. At the time of writing there are only 73,984 minutes left until the window slams shut and the grand total of United's transfer business is an unhealthy amount of obsessing over Thiago Alcantara, a healthy amount of shrugging at Leighton Baines and the signing of a 20-year-old Uruguayan unknown.
Moyes has reassured supporters by saying "the big thing is that Manchester United will always be in for the best players in the world", but the manager's words seem somewhat hollow in comparison to his predecessor. Worse still for Moyes is the fact that his role as lightning conductor is further cemented by David Gill stepping aside - there is now only one obvious name to question over recruitment and many fans are getting anxious.
The important thing to remember, though, is that whoever eventually becomes Moyes' first signing is really quite irrelevant. There seems to be a consensus that the manager needs to make a statement of intent to convince fans of his ambition, and a move for Baines could prove so crushingly tedious that we all need to lie down for a bit of a rest because it's all so bloody boring.
But although choosing Baines to be his first signing would be such a predictably dull thing to do, there is no reason for Moyes to shed his dependable nature simply for the sake of it. Thiago might excite United fans in ways Baines could only dream (or not), but the truth is that many, particularly in the media, attach false meaning to a manager's first signing.
Indeed, if we cast our minds back to Jose Mourinho's first spell at Chelsea, the theory that a manager's success will depend in any way on their first foray into the market is immediately blown out of the water by one name: Paulo Ferreira. Likewise, Josemi hardly hinted that Rafa Benitez would lead Liverpool to Champions League glory when he joined from Malaga in 2004, while the significant lack of interest in Chelsea's signings of summer 2009 didn't stop Carlo Ancelotti's team marching to the title.
It's all so incredibly insignificant and yet we are repeatedly told that first signings matter, to the point that we start telling ourselves the very same. Although Baines might not be the perfect signing for United or a name to inspire optimism ahead of Moyes' first season, his arrival would indicate very little, certainly in terms of any impending collapse. If Baines is to be Moyes' only signing, however, then you have my permission to panic.
Matt Stanger - he's on the Twitter.