The Devil In Me

I have never particularly had a problem with Coventry, they were a reliable six points a season when they were in the top flight and fairly inoffensive with it. However, it would appear that I have been mistaken with my toelrance as a quick scan of my memory banks reveals that wherever the city of Coventry is involved in my life an air of doom enters proceedings.

It all started about ten years ago when I attended the barbecue of a work colleague who was from Cov and who at the start of the evening, sternly took me to one side to say two things. Firstly ‘don’t get drunk’ and secondly ’stay away from my sister’. I proceeded to fail on both counts and was roundly unpopular afterwards.

I was also present at the game when David Busst recieved his truly horrific injury and can remember the crack being heard around the ground.

Wednesday adds a new annal to the direct association between Coventry and doom as it was quite simply the worst United performance for about a decade, probably since the game against York when we lost three nil.

All of the talk before kick off was on two subjects. One Rooney being captain for the night, and two the fact that most of us had been strong-armed into buying tickets by the new season ticket holder cup scheme. Rooney didn’t even make the bench and one couldn’t help but feel as though the word con was appropriate.

I await United’s first good performance of the season and hope that we can start showing the kind of ruthlessness on the field that those American chaps in the boardroom are proving to be rather adept at.

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