Same Old
Time To Forget About Luka Modric
Given the noises being made by Luka Modric, Tottenham Hotspur and Chelsea, it’s time to write off any hope of signing the little Croatian, no matter how perfect a fit he would be for our midfied.
Firstly, Tottenham do not want to sell one of their two prized assets. Spurs are going to be going after Champions League qualification once more, and you’d think Gareth Bale and Modric would be absolutely integral to that. They’re not struggling for cash, or lacking of ambition, so why would they willingly sell? We’d have to absolutely break the bank to bring him in, and that leads us to the next problem.
Manchester United vs Chelsea Preview
It’s not snowing anymore, and that means that, this time, the rentboys have nowhere to run or hide. Manchester United are heading to the bridge tonight, and I think that we’re going to do them.
I wasn’t this confident before the Arsenal game we won 1-0, or any of the City / Liverpool games we’ve played this season. I tend to err on the side of caution, expecting us to draw most of these big games.
Not so this time out, against an out-of-sorts Chelsea team who lately have been behaving like even bigger tossers than usual. Not content with signing the greatest ladyboy ever to play football for far too much, and pissing off their main man in the process, they have continued to play shit and plunged new depths of behaviour.
Carlo Ancelotti is clinging on to the reigns, no more in control than a cowboy over a rodeo bull, as the players run rough-shod over his rule, like the self-centered and entitled arsewipes that they are. In scenes so incredibly ludicrous I at first thought they were biting satire, Ashley Cole actually shot a work experience student with an air rifle this week. That’s right. Ashley Cole shot someone.
Of course, you’d never know, because Wayne Rooney also ebowed someone on a football pitch within the past few days. This, clearly, is a far bigger crime than shooting someone (and attempting to hide the incident from the police and hospitals…) and worthy of all the column inches it has been given.
A crime that you or I would get jailed for is simply swept under the carpet. Just like that. No wonder the rentboys behave like dicks. They’re positively encouraged to by their management. Remember John Terry’s “charity” tours?
Anyway, the game. Torres is going to fancy his chances of once again bending over Vidic and fucking him sideways. I don’t think he’ll have the same joy he’s previously had, however. Vida is on an imperious run of form, and with the fresh and confident Chris Smalling alongside him, I think they will have enough between them to snuff him out.
Anelka is the one I’m worried about. He seems to be doing well and, if anything, Torres’ arrival has given him more space from which to profit. I don’t expect him to be afforded this space tonight.
Fergie has been playing Gibson lately, which to me gives the biggest indication that he’s not intending to play him tonight. I have also been nonchalantly saying that the defence picks itself then seeing O’Shea preferred to Rafael. I’m not John’s biggest fan, but he’s done well recently and can now be classed as “experienced”. I see no reason that he won’t start again. That leaves Vidic, Smalling and Evra elsewhere.
We’re almost certainly going here in a 4-5-1, with Scholes, Carrick and Fletcher playing. That leaves Nani on the right and, whilst we’ve still got injuries and Giggs is doubtful, Rooney on the left with Berba up front.
The only other option available would be to bring Gibson in for Fletcher, or put Nani on the left, Fletcher on the right and play 4-4-2, but since when did we play 4-4-2 in the big away games? I’ve probably also called the right-back position wrong again, but there we go.
I expect Chelsea to set up as they have been of late, stringing five across the midfield, albeit with one of those being Anelka playing in a very advanced role. The Drog won’t start, because with the shit he’s been talking this week Ancelotti surely won’t e able to bow to player power, because that would send the message that he’s completely lost his team.
Although John Terry and David Luiz are yet to settle as a center-back pairing, the same could be said of Vidic and Smalling, so this isn’t particularly an advantage we have. Ashley Cole, tosser that he is, is also a very good left back who will do his best to silence Nani. Because of this, the way that Ivanovic handles Rooney, and the performance of Berba (should he get service) will be absolutely key to deciding this game.
I can’t see us losing. Perhaps another draw. I doubt it will be goal-less though. With Chelsea’s season in disarray, this is all that’s left for them to play for unless they can avoid Barcelona in the Champions League. They’re going to be up for it. They’re goint to come after our blood.
Five Cantonas Prediction
We’re going to suck up everything they throw at us early, hit them on the break, and come out 3-1 winners. I’m THAT confident.
John Terry: United Aren’t Invincible!
John Terry can’t, or won’t, keep his mout shut.
“At times, we see that Manchester United can be beaten, they can be got at. They’re certainly not invincible. Blackpool, they got in their faces and did very well for 60, 70 minutes. But what did show, once again, was their experience. That experience, we’ve also got here as well. They’re a very good side but I don’t think anybody should be fearful of them”
Chelsea, who can also be beaten and got at, are currently 12 points behind United in fifth place, struggling to make next seasons Champions League.
Terry, who isn’t intelligent enough to use the Wolves game when searching for a reason why United aren’t invincible, opting instead for this seasons main argument as to why we are invincible, also randomly generated the following cliches;
“Who knows what game plan they’re going to come down with? They’re playing well, so they’ll probably be confident of coming down and getting something, which will hopefully suit us.”
Captain Fantastic has never been renowned for his eloquence, but even by his standards, in The Daily Mail’s story today he sounds half-demented.
United visit Stamford Bridge on Tuesday, the second leg of our season defining month-or-so. Victory would prove a massive boost to our confidence, but defeat would leave us with plenty to do in the run-in, especially if we fail to take three points from our game with Wigan on Saturday.
Badge Kissing Troll : Nobody Loves City More Than Me
Carlos Tevez has professed his love for Manchester City, presumably in Spanish, claiming that “nobody loves the shirt more than me”.
Of course, Tevez is a serial badge-kisser, having puckered up to the shirts of Boca, Corinthians, West Ham and United before embarking on his current affair with City. Read the rest of this entry »
Man City Spend More Than Their Turnover On Wages Alone
In the light of GNev’s retirement, lots of people are chewing the fat over the subject of player loyalty. How many players finish their career with just one club, never casting a glance anywhere else?
Liverpool only have Carragher, with Gerrard kissing the badge on his chest and handing in his transfer request. City have none. Chelsea only have Tiny Tears, and he’d leave in a second for more money as long as he was made captain. Read the rest of this entry »
Blackpool 2 – 3 Manchester United
Some wins aren’t just wins; they carry a deeper meaning and mean that little bit more. Tonight falls into that category.
Absolutely shocking in the first half, and horrible from the set peices we’re usually go good at defending, the introduction of Ryan Giggs sparked Berbatov into life and the game was swung massivey. Read the rest of this entry »
How To Lose With Class – Scouse Style
A quick check of Ryan Babel’s Twitter account after full time gave us the following treat.
“And they call him one of the best referees. That’s a joke.”
Theo Walcott – “I Dived”
“I just want to apologise to the managers. I actually dived trying to win the penalty”.
I’m not sure what to make of this. Fair play for owning up to it, but the dive cost Leeds a win (arguably a means to an end in itself), and Walcott’s attempt to justify himself with “It’s just football, isn’t it?” doesn’t really wash.
Are players, even those who are as seemingly articulate, intelligent and moral as Theo Walcott, now accepting that diving is just part of the game?


