Everybody stop what you are doing!

BREAKING NEWS: Crystal Palace have kept a clean sheet.

Our 1-0 win at Vicarage Road on Sunday was our first clean sheet of the season and such an important one, in what was a very cagey, and at times tense game.

I’m still not sure where I stand in the goalkeeper debate, but it’s worth noting that we haven’t kept a clean sheet without Wayne Hennessey on the pitch since our win at Leicester in February.

The consistently vocal away support sang "It’s just like Wembley again," and there certainly was an element of déjà vu as Wilfried Zaha was fouled to provide the winning penalty.

It was a particularly satisfying result for me, because I still hate them for embarrassing us in the play-offs in 2006.

That day at Selhurst permanently scrawled Watford’s name on my official ‘Football teams I don’t like very much’ list.

It’s quite a long list.

Don’t worry though, I got my revenge pretty soon after.

Once a week my cousin and I would stay at my grandparent’s house.

We’d get in from school, throw our shoes off and immediately sprint upstairs to the office, where we’d spend the night playing Football Manager.

After months of playing on the same career, cheating our way to Champions League glory, we decided to try something different.

“Hey Harry,” my cousin piped up.

“Why don’t we start a new game, but as manager of Watford?”

Genius.

So we did a bit of editing, changed the name of Watford FC to something far too inappropriate to share with you in an online blog, and we got to work.

We spent hours on it, blowing their transfer budget on non-league reserve players and playing their entire team up front so they lost every game 20-0, while constantly fining Ashley Young and Marlon King two weeks wages for no reason at all.

Obviously it wasn’t long before we got sacked, but it was fun while it lasted.

Of course, it would be rude not to mention our little outing in the cup last week, where a few of our reserves got some game time in what was ultimately a fairly straight forward victory against inferior opposition.

Charlton Athletic are like the annoying little brother, begging you to play FIFA while you’re trying to work.

You’re just going to beat them and make them upset, so what’s the point?

After what feels like an eternity of him pulling your trouser leg and screaming in your ear, you give in and grab a controller just to shut him up.

He picks Barcelona. You pick Accrington Stanley.

You win comfortably and get back to living your life, while he sulks and moans about how you got lucky, the ref wasn’t good enough and how he didn’t even want to win anyway.

I’m exaggerating, but after weeks of build up and ‘trash talk’, Charlton were humbled at Selhurst and if their league form is anything to go on, it could be a while until we play them again.

West Brom come to visit this weekend and unfortunately there’s not enough space on the internet for me to ramble on about Tony Pulis, but I’m sure I’ll have plenty to say next week after he inevitably turns up and defends his way to a 1-0 win.

Hopefully I’m wrong.

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