Posted by sean on March 15, 2009 at 1:42 pm in Football with No Comments

What a Saturday… what a Saturday! What times we live though. What laughs we had.

I bounced out of bed this morning, to read every football website and pour over every word. I just think this is magnificent. What happened to Manchester United yesterday? Hahaha!

If Rooney had just kept quiet the day before. If Ferguson had shown his superior opposition more respect. If the players didn’t think the league was won already…

Even Man Utd fans I know have been saying “Come on, let us have it” – and I will. You may win the treble, quadruple or whatever, but you were well beaten yesterday. Outclassed.

I still think they will win the league, but when Rio Ferdinand lifts the trophy in May, the victory will be more bitter than sweet, as everybody connected at that club will be in the knowledge that they were beaten – twice – by their biggest and greater rivals.

After Fabio Aurelio scored the third goal from a free kick Cristiano Ronaldo can only dream of, the ground emptied. The home stands at Old Trafford resembling Twerton Park on a Team Bath match day. Still, you can’t blame the fans – it’s a long way down the M6 back home to London.

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