April 28, 2011
With United heading into a humdinger of a week many of you are posting in with questions about how we will fare. I have put some answers up for you guys here and if anyone else would like to post a question please do so in the comments section below.
I shall do my best to answer as soon as possible.
April 27, 2011
Seeing Fergie smiling and joking on the touchline is a sight rarer than a tackle from Carrick. Yet there he was after 86 minutes against Schalke, grinning at Mike Phelan through chewed gum knowing that he had just presided over a virtually immaculate performance. Champion’s League semi-finals are supposed to be tense, nervy high-pressure affairs. I have particular memories of the tie against Barcelona in 2008 when me and my Dad exchanged almost no words at all during the two matches, such was the apprehension.
April 19, 2011
Most realistic Reds accept that City are going to win something, sometime. It would be an awesome achievement if they didn't after spending £400m. There is a convincing argument that the "35 years" banner should be replaced by one saying "43 years", i.e. since they last won the league. Appropriate.
April 14, 2011
Gavin Peacock, Ken Bates, Roman Abramovic, that view of Heathrow’s flight path, £100 match tickets, dodgy referees, Frank’s Kebabs, Veronica Perroncelli, Michael Ballack, Andrei Schevchenko, England’s Brave John Terry.
Your boys took one hell of a beating.
April 11, 2011
Much like Janet Jackson, United have usually got something pointy up front even if the whole package is a bit dodgy. Certainly, our defence was far from secure in the first half on Saturday.
April 7, 2011
As the FA have proven this week, if someone goes against the spirit of the game they should not be allowed to play for two games. David Luiz will not feature in either leg of this cup-tie. My heart bleeds at this misfortune befalling our cockney friends. In contrast, the ludicrous ban that has been handed down to Rooney motivated him nicely for this trip to the capital.
April 3, 2011
In some respects Saturday was a one-off occasion. One of my best friends got married and the damn fool didn’t have the courtesy to change the time of the ceremony when this fixture was moved to the lunchtime. As such, I retrieved the half-time scores from my pocket when I should have been getting the rings out and was the only person in the church who had a face like thunder when they said, “I do”.