The Devil In Me

And so it comes to pass, the hybrid creature that is Fergoz has struggled for too long and must tear itself back into separate entities once more.

Well what do we think of Carlos? He has been made the scapegoat on many occasions for United’s brief, fallow, period of 4-5-1ness but the facts look upon him kindly. The only league titles we have won in recent years have been on his watch and as such he should be judged favourably.

It has taken time, but his pragmatism has finally found a way to marry itself to Fergie’s ‘all eggs in the striker basket’ approach and it has brought us Europe again. I wish him all the best and etc. but am more concerned by how this effects our club in the immediate future.

The papers have instantly latched on to his Portugeseness and how that ‘may’ alter the home address of Mr. C. Ronaldo, but they’re just looking to put more miles into that story.

The key thing is that our 66 year old manager gets a replacement in to help him run the club soon and prefereably, obviously, somebody good. Carlos has been making ‘I want to move up in the world’ type comments for a year now so you hope that The Wizard has a few files ready to be looked at. I, for one, had the notion they might hit up Hughesie when this happened, but his dreadful alignment with with Mordor now rules that out.

So what to do? Here’s an idea, promote Mike Phelan to the bench and have Giggsy and Neville do a year as part time player-coaches, grooming them for future things. It is not as if they are ever going to leave United, and it is a good solution because Carlos is pretty much gone.