by Gunny Fishcake » 04 Jan 2017 20:26
by Emeraldroyal » 04 Jan 2017 20:29
Gunny Fishcake Well I'm boldly going to go for a glorious 2-2 draw , we're in wonderful form, we've nothing to lose though Mourinho will play a full strength team,......then let's get them back to the Mad Stad and beat them ! I can dream
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Right, if we don’t massacre this gormless mashed-potato sandwich of a football team all ends up then it’s nothing short of a travesty. Their first team includes Tyler Blackett, who did the world’s longest and greatest charades impersonation of 1993 American coming-of-age comedy film ‘Dazed and Confused’ during his two years of first team appearances with United, and Ali Al-Habsi, who in one game conceded goals from both Alex Büttner and Nick Powell. Also Kermorgant sounds like a villain in a Charles Dickens novel, which will eventually contribute to a subsequent point.
Jaap Stam was by all accounts a very successful angry man in his time with us, and beneath that bald, bald head there is still certainly a lot of anger, and a lot of power in that anger. But football is not a game of anger at a Premier League level. I could see Jaap in a Premier League side’s coaching team, a sort of Joe Jordan with a touch of continental charm and probably a much more relaxed attitude to marijuana and the legalisation of the sex trade, but I can’t see his raging teeth sinking deeply into the ephemeral cheese of a Premier League side. The Championship is of course very different, and there Reading are of course, in the absence of anything else to do, accumulating points (often several at a time, but sometimes only one and occasionally none at all). But Steve Bruce accumulates points in the championship, and by all accounts accumulates them quite well. Bruce, too, once was nurtured by the twin bosoms of Old Trafford and SAF, and we fans in turn were nurtured by him. Since his departure, however, he’s grown increasingly sad and world-weary. Now, his face is soft and paunchy like a cheap sofa. Unquestionably it’s a sofa in which the Championship enjoys sitting, but almost as often as he’s proved his comfort there, he’s shown that his upholstery can’t quite hold the firmer, bonier arse of the Premier League. And Manchester United, lest we forget, should have the boniest arse of them all. We require excellent padding and fabric from our managers.
This leads me to José. In contrast to the aforementioned anger and paunchiness, José has fast eyes and little emotion. He is like the street-urchin protagonist of a film set in Victorian times. Steve Bruce is the wealthy factory owner, grown plump off all the kids working in the mills. He’s probably not a truly evil man, but he’s weak, led astray by an evil advisor, played here by Yann Kermorgant (told you he’d come back up). Loveable child-pickpocket Mourinho sees him as an obvious target and, though Bruce’s no-nonsense bodyguard, Jaap Stam, catches him the first couple of times and boxes his ears (or some other suitably anachronistic punishment), ultimately José is too wily, those eyes too darting, his features too unreadable.
I’m also casting Mata as a supporting actor, the impressionable and kind-hearted homeless immigrant that José at first scorns, but then takes under his wing. After a couple of tender hugs from Juan, I think his tragic death about 60% of the way through the film would get some real pathos out of the audience (he can be replaced by the pace of Rashford). Ultimately the film culminates with Stam and Bruce outwitted, Kermorgant humiliated (nutmeg from Rashford?) and Mourinho victorious.
And that’s why if I don’t see at least 3 rabonas from Sergio Romero against Reading I will be greatly displeased at the lack of adventure shown by this football club. Sack José, sell Giggs and bid £120 million for Anthony Le Tallec, a player with the world class potential we need.
by Ian Royal » 05 Jan 2017 18:07
by Lower West » 05 Jan 2017 18:35
Gunny Fishcake Mourinho will play a full strength team,.....
by AthleticoSpizz » 05 Jan 2017 19:02
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