England till we recover
Usually during the international break I sit around feeling slightly bored, maybe watching the meaningless qualifying game or even, God-forbid, talking about something other than United.
The main function of the England team as far as I can see it is to either, a) injure United players, or b) provide an opportunity for Chelsea’s hooligans to wear a different coloured shirt for the day.
But this time it is different. This time we have so many players out injured that I am genuinely grateful for the break as it gives our guys a chance to recover, while we get the chance to be reminded that manager of the England football team is the most masochistic job in world sport.
Now, I suppose I’ll go and watch the, erm, Rugby. Strange, strange game.
October 9th, 2007 at 10:19 pm
Rugby is indeed a strange, strange game but who cares when we beat the Aussies? I mean, a win against those delightful Frenchies and we’re in the final again. If that happens, I might even run through my village naked and proclaim my love for Alex Ferguson. Though what I’ll do if we win the final I’m not sure. Offer him my body?
October 10th, 2007 at 11:23 pm
I was talking to a mate of mine before the last internationals and asked him how important to him it was for England to win compared to his own team (Spurs) winning. ‘95%’, he said, ‘and you?’ ‘5% max’ We agreed to differ.
Call me obsessive, but I reckon the FA’s loathing for United goes back to 1964 when a numpty referee called Gilbert Pullein made some offensive comments during a game to Denis. The King duly reported this and the club complained. The idiot referee had to resign. So if you want to know why a United player gets an eight month ban for missing a drugs test while a city player gets a fine, or why Eric gets a similar ban for thumping a fan who is abusing him whilst Drogba gets nothing for kicking a fan who has been restrained and is on the floor, look no further.
The England team is the FA’s team, and the FA is the enemy.
The Grimace