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So next weekend is the derby, the match I want to win more than any other game. It doesn't matter the context of the season: beating United during the match and in the league table is always the most important thing to me, everything else is secondary.
I've mentioned before about how some city fans on here have very short memories and seem to think that Liverpool are now our big rivals, and that Liverpool's fans are the worst. Nonsense. I'm old enough to still bear the scars of going through my entire school life surrounded by gloating Rags; never being able to celebrate even once beating them in all my time at school. I was in sixth form when we beat them in 2003! And the next eight or so years weren't pretty either (thank fuck for Pep at Barca as they could easily have added another two CL's in that time).
The United fans are the worst fans, and will always be the worst. That's because their football club is the most vulgar and arrogant club in the country. The fans follow the club, and are a reflection on its conduct.
The only reason some city fans have forgotten how bad the rags are, is because we've put them in their fucking box well and truly in the last decade or so. Certainly post-Fergie. We've given them literal scraps of things to be happy about whilst they have wallowed in a timeline that, if you could go to 2008 and informed a Rag about, they wouldn't possibly have believed you.
But their fans' masks have slipped at time, especially this season. Lots of them crawling out of the woodwork, all over the place. You know the type because every single one of you reading this post will have encountered dozens, hundreds maybe thousands of such rags during your lifetime. The slip of the mask when United were doing well at times this season was a very useful reminder for how horrible a lot their fanbase are.
And one day the roles will reverse again. It might not seem possible to us right now as we look down from our 13 point pedestal, but one day Pep will leave, a manager will come in who isn't quite as strong and United will sort their shit out and put a sustained run together over several seasons. They will win the league again, and we need to mentally prepare for that as fans.
Because the day when the rags crawl out of the woodwork, the day when I don't want to go to work on Monday to face the Rags, I want to be able to look back and know deep-down that in the good days (no, the GREAT days) that I made the most of it. That I celebrated the amazing position that our football club is in and the unprecedented standard of football on display. I have not let myself down by stooping to the levels of the Rags fans in their glory days. I know they are scumbags (some excepted), but I don't allow myself to become one in return, even in the moment now at the panicle of our power. I will hold my head up high in this possible future and know that I was there (COVID excepted) to see my team win each and every trophy that I never thought possible when I was getting the shit ripped out of me yet again by the scumbag rags at school. And that I conducted myself well, and that no one can take that away from me.
If ever you see a blue saying Liverpool are our main rivals, or that Liverpool fans are the worst, it is your job to challenge them and put them straight. It is your job to refer back to the Fergie days and give a lesson on who truly are the worst fans, the most vulgar corporation and why they deserve nothing but our eternal contempt.
I don't want us to just beat United, I want us to humiliate them. I want us to completely outplay and outclass them from start to finish. If we win 5-0 I will still be disappointed it's not 6-0. And if it's 6-0, I'll demand 7-0. Let's hope that this time next Sunday we have yet another incredible performance to put in the memory banks to cherish and look back upon when the wheel has turned 180 and we're instead looking up instead of down.
BLUE MOON