Showing posts with label Spurs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spurs. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

On Wayne Rooney & The King of Old Trafford



Wayne Mark Rooney is a hard man to for you to feel about. Not making much sense ? Yeah, perhaps. But tell me what should I feel about a man who put United on a ransom and treating the club I love so disdainfully yet orchestrates the play so vitally in the dying moments of United recent lost to Spurs. Part of me wants to forgive him. The other part of me - He's just another player who happens to play for United.

Then on he goes on about this;

“I hope it is time for me to show I am a senior player and that I can lead the team.”

“I understand the scrutiny I'm under and I have no problems with that.”

“Hopefully in the near future we will be coming out of a tournament and you will all be praising me because we have won a trophy. That would be great for everyone.”

“It's especially important now, when we have a lot of young players in the squad. I always try to speak to them and offer advice.”

“I always remember what Sir Alex Ferguson says about how Eric Cantona was such a big help to the younger players at United.”

“It is something I can look at and try do for England, to try to help them. Hopefully I can bring the best out of them and they can bring the best out of me as well.”;

about how he would love to be the next Eric Cantona. ERIC FUCKEN CANTONA. I can't help but feel validated, that, parts of me are whispering how he loves United so much that wants to be like the Last King of Old Trafford. I wanna believe that he's changed. That he's no longer the Scouse cunt who wanted out so badly - and worse even, to talk to Manchester Shitteh. Manchester fucken Shitteh.

"I see no wrong in him aspiring to be Cantona. In fact I find it flattering that he inspires to be like Old Traffords' Emperor. Makes me, a United fan feel validated. I was one of those who thought I'd never forgive him for putting United on a ransom and wanted him out no matter what. But now am starting to see why Fergie insisted on holding on to a player like him. How important a figure he was in changing a lackluster United side to a sheer dominating force against Spurs (albeit unluckily, we lost the game)

Keep working hard Roon, who knows maybe one day all would be forgiven and you could sit in the pantheons of United's history."

My thoughts, on I want to visit Old Trafford one day to see United play, a United Facebook fanpage.

Sunday, March 04, 2012

I'll Reserve My Comment For Later, Unless You're, Oh A Liverstool Fan.

I'm so gatal to have blast or 2 at you Chelsea fans. Back then I thought the songs were like 'AVB Is THE Saviour!' and 'The New Mourinho'. Now the songs are like 'Close The Door When You Leave' and 'Pack Up & Leave'. Kelakar you Chelsea fans. There's no Maggi Mee in football. If you want instant results, buy the whole team. No, not like Manchester Shitty. I'm talking Barcelona, bitch.

But even that, wouldn't guarantee you success because God forbids, Barca players might fall down like swatted flies playing with the likes of Sdoke Ciddy.

But I shall reserve my comment up until United has brush off Harry Redknapp's Spurs.

Btw, thanx IMC for the most wonderful of gift I could ask for a birthday. But more on that later. ;)

For now lets enjoy the fact that Chelski is a team of Has-Been and Liverstool is just a bunch loud thugs who produce loud thuds to announce their arrivals. Only for people to still ignore them. Face it, you're his story. I mean history. You brag about shits you haven't been competing for for a long long long time.

Wargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh kargh kargh kargh kargh kagrh

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Gameweek 2.

Haih nak belagak kat Facebook tak dapat pulak. What are the odds of 2 pages I frequent being inaccessible at an odd time like this ? Sheeshhhhhhhhhhhh.

United 3 - Spuds 0.

Welbeck, Anderson & Rooney.

=)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Panas Hati

Its 1.45 a.m. And am supposed to be fast asleep now. But am not. United is lucky. United is crap. IF Chelshit didn't have that mid season slump, IF Arsenal didn't this, IF Liverpool didn't have that owner bla bla bla bla. Point is you are basing your arguments on how many IFs were there ? And those are some pretty big IFs.

And guess what ? United had all the IFs in the world to feel sorry for ourselves but crux of the matter is that we lick our own wounds and march on. Whereas fragile and the ever young teams like Arsenal keep coming with list of injured players as ever loyal excuses on why is the trophy cabinet still empty after 6 years. Whereas Chelsea had that mid season slump bla bla bla, we won games regardless of the manner in which points were secured, regardless of primadonas-deprived this team is, they fight. They fight through gritted teeth and sheer fucking determination that will burn the likes of Spuds and L'Arse with mere proximity alone.

And that is the mark of Champions.

But of course you have to be there first to have those. But you haven't. So keep talking - and until the fat lady sings - why don't you sore losers sing in her stead ?

"We're United. We do what we want."

Monday, January 17, 2011

Manchester United: 10-Man Heroics!

Superb, commanding performance from our new capitane. Nemanja Vidic. What a rock he's been for us. 10 men after Rafael has been quite unfairly dismissed for an accidental nudge. But our response, the Never-Say-Die attitude that has been the hallmark of United for years. Not a sight to behold since I was a sanity away from jumping off my seat every time the ball floats around our 3-yard box, but what brave performance.

As I've been saying the current team is not superb, world-class superstars they aren't - but a fighter, every single one of them. And that I find very, very hard not to endear.

United. For life.

Results: United 0 Spurs 0, White Hart Lane. Couldn't ask for more. More so with less a man.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Take A Swipe, Break A Swine - Or More.

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What beautiful sights.

Beating and handing over City's stupid asses back to them. At EASTLAND. Not to mention in front of their 'Always-Talking-About-Future-Success-But-Never-Able-To-Deliver' fans. What a fuckin sight.

Enter Chelsea at the White Hart Lane. Which obviously aint for the faint hearts. Or handball prone mofo (read: John 'I-Shag-Your-GF Terry). I would've like for Chelshit to be slaughtered to their screeching writhes but Spurs were obviously too confident and too busy pinching their cheeks trying to wake themselves up if they were dreaming. Thus the pinching left them with not a clutter of intellect to find the spot in between the goalpost.

So how do you like your Red counterparts Tevez ? After all those talks about supposedly being the best in the world and how you've shone these past couple of months you didn't actually look like you were scoring. Oh but since the Shitty bastards loved work rate, fine, you won by 100 work rates margin. Look, you won, you won ! But opps, its goal margin, Carlitos. Goal margin. Not how much wank per second you're able to deliver, its how many goals you put in between any Shay Given day. So yeah, welcome to Manchester wanker. The REAL Manchester.

*Inhalesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss*

Wargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh kargh

John Terry should try basketball or Netball for that matter, but one cant deny the fact that the poor bastard is eerily good with his hand. Ouch.

Drogba ? Antics. Childish antics. And ugly.

And where's that pacifier ? Somebody's let his kid boy slipped on the pitch and he was picking fights with guys twice his size. OMG, that was Deco!

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Pick somebody your size Deco, try Wayne 'Shag-Me-GF' Bridge for a start. Not because he's small. Simply because he's so much of a wimp John 'Hand & Balls' Terry looked like the BIGGER man.

Special mention: Craig 'Golf club' Bellamy for being the constant thorn on the right side of MU defense. And a good eyesore to the fans. But oh well, a hunchback is as a hunchback does.