15.02, Thursday – Just found out there’s a game tonight.
Prediction: Terrible. 5-0 United
I don’t care. In fact, I don’t care so much, I’m going to smash your fucking face in.
Related: anyone else notice the two teams who recently lost to City BOTH trained on the same ground beforehand?? Coincidence? No, the training area is obviously at fault, result declared null and void (like Brett’s life).
Secondly, if you take Man United and make it plural and then change Feyenoord to FireLord, you have a brilliant premise for a Hollywood film: Men, united against FireLord (he is bad)
Trois Couleurs: Bleu (1993)
French, Haven’t seen it.
Prediction: Awful. Absolutely awful. 7-0 United, Rashford to score all 7 in 7 minutes thereby making Lewandowski look a right mug.
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At last a game with some meaning. Not that you could tell from the effort above.
Expect:
Prediction: Fireworks and trees being pulled up and scaling the highest climbs and a party atmosphere Russ Abbott with one ‘t’ would have loved. Too soon. Oh. He’s alive?! But in prison?! No?! Oh. 0-0 United. Marcus with a hat-trick, that played backwards, and at 78rpm, reveals the meaning of life.
Guys, you’ve done it again. Also, did you see me almost drown in Manchester the other day? I filmed it for my fans. They should be yours.