Takeover confirmed

Dribble said:
The true turning point for me was the semi-final win over ManUre. Ferguson was desperate to stop us winning a major trophy and aside from the first 25 minutes where they dominated us, we ended the first half their equal and went on to dominate & take them apart piece by beautiful piece in the 2nd half.

The balance of power shifted that day and Mancini removed the mental shackles we had chained to our minds that he identified were mentally blocking from becoming a big club. From that day, every time we've played ManUre, we've faced them as their equals at the VERY least thanks to Sheikh Mansour and his very capable team....

The only hope any of them had left was that Sheikh Mansour would get bored with his shiny new toy or he'd be arrested as a terrorist or a corporate crook.... 9 years & still counting you fuckin Rag Bastards! :-)
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hahahaha - love it!
 
This was my first day at high school, hated school but couldn't care less when this happened.
 
allan harper said:
His crystal ball
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yes indeed it was my balls and you fellow bluemooners prompted me on through the evening that night to rub and keep rubing away at my balls until the truth emerged.they have long since been placed away collecting dust but one day i promise i'l have those balls out again for you all
 
taleofbluehalves said:
What a day that was! It was my anniversary so we were both off and out for the day. No internet on my phone so checking the radio on and off each hour, which went down well obviously!
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Mrs Vienna texted me at work to say that there were rumours about a takeover.

By the time I arrived home, the links with Robinho had started.

We had SSN on all evening, getting more and more excited as the night wore on. I said that even if we don't sign anyone, it's still been a brilliant day.

And then Robbie was confirmed. Wa fucking fantastic day.
 
Vienna_70 said:
Mrs Vienna texted me at work to say that there were rumours about a takeover.

By the time I arrived home, the links with Robinho had started.

We had SSN on all evening, getting more and more excited as the night wore on. I said that even if we don't sign anyone, it's still been a brilliant day.

And then Robbie was confirmed. Wa fucking fantastic day.
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I remember phoning my dad at midnight talking about Robhino feeling stunned and excited.
 
marco said:
yes indeed it was my balls and you fellow bluemooners prompted me on through the evening that night to rub and keep rubing away at my balls until the truth emerged.they have long since been placed away collecting dust but one day i promise i'l have those balls out again for you all
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Any nuggets of wisdom as you rub your balls tonight?
 
Dribble said:
The true turning point for me was the semi-final win over ManUre. Ferguson was desperate to stop us winning a major trophy and aside from the first 25 minutes where they dominated us, we ended the first half their equal and went on to dominate & take them apart piece by beautiful piece in the 2nd half.

The balance of power shifted that day and Mancini removed the mental shackles we had chained to our minds that he identified were mentally blocking from becoming a big club. From that day, every time we've played ManUre, we've faced them as their equals at the VERY least thanks to Sheikh Mansour and his very capable team....

The only hope any of them had left was that Sheikh Mansour would get bored with his shiny new toy or he'd be arrested as a terrorist or a corporate crook.... 9 years & still counting you fuckin Rag Bastards! :-)
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That was the turning point.

We could sense it and they could sense it before the game had even finished. Scholes getting red carded, he knew, that was a lash-out at what he sensed; them barely having a shot on goal for ages and their fans leaving in droves from about 85minutes, they all knew as well...

Then when the final whistle blew we erupted, the Rags left en mass, Balotelli winked at Ferdinand and there was a feeling in the stands we hadn't felt for a long time, if ever depending on your age. Probably nobody there was around when they were nothing and we were everything in this city back in the 1930s but many were there to see 3-3 draws that saw both teams cheered off because we were their equals, or big away wins where we were simply superior to them. In between the 5-1 4-1 3-1s and Benjani pointing gave us joy, but this was different.

I had a tear in my eye. It was only a 1-0 semi-final win on paper. At that point we still hadn't won anything for 35 years. But in the grander scheme it was the day Manchester football changed.

All the way home they hid like rats at the service stations. They barely looked up at us as we drove past them on the motorway. There was no goading or piss taking from them. They knew it, we knew it. It had all changed!
 
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