Lib Dems back in first place in new YouGov poll

Lib Dems up to 34 per cent in new poll, three points ahead of the Tories.

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Latest poll (Sun/YouGov) Labour 60 seats short of a majority.

The latest daily YouGov poll has just been published and it's more good news for Nick Clegg. The poll puts the Lib Dems up three points to 34 per cent, their best score ever with YouGov, and back in front of the Conservatives. The Tories are down two to 31 per cent and Labour is down one to 26 per cent.

If repeated at the election on a uniform swing, the figures would again leave Labour as the largest single party, 60 seats short of a majority.

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Hung parliament, Labour 73 seats short.

Elsewhere, a new PoliticalBetting/Angus Reid survey also has the Lib Dems regaining the top spot. The poll puts Clegg's party up one to 33 per cent, with the Tories unchanged on 32 per cent and Labour down one to just 23 per cent.

Finally, the latest Times/Populus poll (written up by the sage Peter Riddell here), the first since the TV debate, puts the Lib Dems up 10 points to 31 per cent, a point behind the Tories who are down four to 32 per cent. Labour is down five to 28 per cent.

We're still expecting a new ComRes poll later tonight, which Andrew Hawkins has promised is a "humdinger".

UPDATE: The ComRes poll has just been released and it should settle a few nerves in CCHQ The poll puts the Tories up three points to 35 per cent, with Labour down two to 26 per cent and the Lib Dems also down two to 26 per cent.

But it's worth noting that the fieldwork for the poll took place on Sunday and Monday, so it's a day older than the other three out tonight. If the Lib Dem poll surge really had ended, I expect we would have seen evidence of it in those polls tonight.

George Eaton is political editor of the New Statesman.

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Rarely has it mattered so little if Manchester United won; rarely has it been so special they did

Team's Europa League victory offers chance for sorely needed celebration of a city's spirit.

Carlo Ancelotti, the Bayern Munich manager, memorably once said that football is “the most important of the least important things”, but he was only partly right. While it is absolutely the case that a bunch of people chasing around a field is insignificant, a bunch of people chasing around a field is not really what football is about.

At a football match can you set aside the strictures that govern real life and freely scream, shout and cuddle strangers. Football tracks life with such unfailing omnipresence, garnishing the mundane with regular doses of drama and suspense; football is amazing, and even when it isn’t there’s always the possibility that it’s about to be.

Football bestows primal paroxysms of intense, transcendent ecstasy, shared both with people who mean everything and people who mean nothing. Football carves out time for people it's important to see and delivers people it becomes important to see. Football is a structure with folklore, mythology, language and symbols; being part of football is being part of something big, special, and eternal. Football is the best thing in the world when things go well, and still the best thing in the world when they don’t. There is nothing remotely like it. Nothing.

Football is about community and identity, friends and family; football is about expression and abandon, laughter and song; football is about love and pride. Football is about all the beauty in the world.

And the world is a beautiful place, even though it doesn’t always seem that way – now especially. But in the horror of terror we’ve seen amazing kindness, uplifting unity and awesome dignity which is the absolute point of everything.

In Stockholm last night, 50,000 or so people gathered for a football match, trying to find a way of celebrating all of these things. Around town before the game the atmosphere was not as boisterous as usual, but in the ground the old conviction gradually returned. The PA played Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds, an Ajax staple with lyrics not entirely appropriate: there is plenty about which to worry, and for some every little thing is never going to be alright.

But somehow the sentiment felt right and the Mancunian contingent joined in with gusto, following it up with “We’ll never die,” – a song of defiance born from the ashes of the Munich air disaster and generally aired at the end of games, often when defeat is imminent. Last night it was needed from the outset, though this time its final line – “we’ll keep the red flag flying high, coz Man United will never die" – was not about a football team but a city, a spirit, and a way of life. 

Over the course of the night, every burst of song and even the minute's silence chorused with that theme: “Manchester, Manchester, Manchester”; “Manchester la la la”; “Oh Manchester is wonderful”. Sparse and simple words, layered and complex meanings.

The match itself was a curious affair. Rarely has it mattered so little whether or not United won; rarely has it been so special that they did. Manchester United do not represent or appeal to everyone in Manchester but they epitomise a similar brilliance to Manchester, brilliance which they take to the world. Brilliance like youthfulness, toughness, swagger and zest; brilliance which has been to the fore these last three days, despite it all.

Last night they drew upon their most prosaic aspects, outfighting and outrunning a willing but callow opponent to win the only trophy to have eluded them. They did not make things better, but they did bring happiness and positivity at a time when happiness and positivity needed to be brought; football is not “the most important of the least important things,” it is the least important of the most important things.

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