United Thread - 2023/24

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mexico1970 said:
Had a talk to a rag earlier this evening and he was waxing lyrical about the 4-3 proclaiming it to be a great match that will be remembered for generations.

I reminded him about the sick swan and the 7-0 drubbing they got and how those will still be remembered, before he exited stage left he was muttering some gibberish about young players and building for the future.
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Ah the rags and their mythical young players, when have they actually had one come through their youth system and be actually any good? They all want rid of Rashford, apart from that you’d have to go back to the Scholes, Beckham era and that was nearly 30 years ago.
 
pride in battle said:
No I wouldn't, but it's like if my gran had balls, you're speculating and Sunday was ONE day in the season and to cheer united on is fucking pathetic...
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As I and a lot of others have said, it was the lesser of two evils.

The talk of the pound shop "quadruple" would have cranked up another notch, and made it even more nauseating than it already was.

I still hate the rags more than Littlewoods, but I want teams to win based on what’s best for the team I have supported for more than 54 years.
 
feedmpenzaandhewillscore said:
How long before they start posting Ten Hag’s win percentage over X amount of games and that they’ve reached a semi final in a cup to highlight how great he is?
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You're a bit behind the curve. TalkSport were trumpeting in the last week or so that in Ten Hag's first 100 games he has a better win percentage than either Busby or Ferguson.
 
Vienna_70 said:
As I and a lot of others have said, it was the lesser of two evils.

The talk of the pound shop "quadruple" would have cranked up another notch, and made it even more nauseating than it already was.

I still hate the rags more than Littlewoods, but I want teams to win based on what’s best for the team I have supported for more than 54 years.
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I wanted the rags to win too as I thought it would make it an easier job of winning another trophy as the dippers play a style not suited to us and always make it a close game whereas I quite fancy another 12 second final against the scum to rub their noses in it . I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that
 
Nellies left peg said:
I wanted the rags to win too as I thought it would make it an easier job of winning another trophy as the dippers play a style not suited to us and always make it a close game whereas I quite fancy another 12 second final against the scum to rub their noses in it . I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that
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Nor do I, Neil.
 
DrBlueBob said:
You're a bit behind the curve. TalkSport were trumpeting in the last week or so that in Ten Hag's first 100 games he has a better win percentage than either Busby or Ferguson.
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AND, if you look at all the games that united have played under TentPeg's leadership since the most important date on the football calendar, 15th March, he's got a 100% win ratio.

That's some going and is obviously a clear indicator of a corner being turned; united are back baby! ;)
 
the-ecstacy-of-eight said:
AND, if you look at all the games that united have played under TentPeg's leadership since the most important date on the football calendar, 15th March, he's got a 100% win ratio.

That's some going and is obviously a clear indicator of a corner being turned; united are back baby! ;)
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Beware the Ides of March, for we will behold a turning point for the raggies of Trafford.
 
the-ecstacy-of-eight said:
AND, if you look at all the games that united have played under TentPeg's leadership since the most important date on the football calendar, 15th March, he's got a 100% win ratio.

That's some going and is obviously a clear indicator of a corner being turned; united are back baby! ;)
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Thank goodness. :-)
 
Nellies left peg said:
I quite fancy another 12 second final against the scum to rub their noses in it .
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But this time I want to see them utterly destroyed: obliterated, their very own Armageddon. Of course they will have their obligatory pgmol assist but I want that to be irrelevant, whatever it is this time. I want to see that bullying jock crying into his glass of cheap Tesco plonk as our Viking cooly slots the 8th goal in - 20 minutes after KO.


And on a similar theme I want to see the largest alligator in the universe performing fellatio on Ratboy, I want to see a crazed escapee from Broadmoor etching a huge tattoo on ten bob's shiny dome saying 'The Future Is Blue - and I'm a useless ****. The end.'
Then I want to see a nice, comely housewife in post-war Britain, doing her housework in the small, but neat and tidy semi-detached she shares with husband Wilf and daughter Dorothy, who has a clubfoot she calls Marlon.
And the busy, hard-working housewife is whistling a jaunty little air whilst casually ironing ginger pig Scholes' face with one of those old 1940's irons that they used to use, where they would leave it in the fireplace in order to heat up sufficiently to iron the clothes. And I want see his ginger facial features melting slowly as the furnace-type heat scorches his flesh, and all the while little housewife is humming 'Don't Go Under The Apple Tree' rather tunelessly, to Marlon, the clubfoot.
And then for dessert I want to see Wio Ferdinand in a disused canal barge in Copenhagen, being buggered relentlessly by Ru Paul and a man who was once an extra in an old movie featuring Peter Cushing.


You see, this is what happens when I have too much time on my podgy little paws. Bizarre thoughts cascade from my diseased mind, painting the disturbing image you who read this have in your minds.
 
KentBlue said:
But this time I want to see them utterly destroyed: obliterated, their very own Armageddon. Of course they will have their obligatory pgmol assist but I want that to be irrelevant, whatever it is this time. I want to see that bullying jock crying into his glass of cheap Tesco plonk as our Viking cooly slots the 8th goal in - 20 minutes after KO.


And on a similar theme I want to see the largest alligator in the universe performing fellatio on Ratboy, I want to see a crazed escapee from Broadmoor etching a huge tattoo on ten bob's shiny dome saying 'The Future Is Blue - and I'm a useless ****. The end.'
Then I want to see a nice, comely housewife in post-war Britain, doing her housework in the small, but neat and tidy semi-detached she shares with husband Wilf and daughter Dorothy, who has a clubfoot she calls Marlon.
And the busy, hard-working housewife is whistling a jaunty little air whilst casually ironing ginger pig Scholes' face with one of those old 1940's irons that they used to use, where they would leave it in the fireplace in order to heat up sufficiently to iron the clothes. And I want see his ginger facial features melting slowly as the furnace-type heat scorches his flesh, and all the while little housewife is humming 'Don't Go Under The Apple Tree' rather tunelessly, to Marlon, the clubfoot.
And then for dessert I want to see Wio Ferdinand in a disused canal barge in Copenhagen, being buggered relentlessly by Ru Paul and a man who was once an extra in an old movie featuring Peter Cushing.


You see, this is what happens when I have too much time on my podgy little paws. Bizarre thoughts cascade from my diseased mind, painting the disturbing image you who read this have in your minds.
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Fucking hell I’d hate to know what you dream about at night :-)
 
KentBlue said:
But this time I want to see them utterly destroyed: obliterated, their very own Armageddon. Of course they will have their obligatory pgmol assist but I want that to be irrelevant, whatever it is this time. I want to see that bullying jock crying into his glass of cheap Tesco plonk as our Viking cooly slots the 8th goal in - 20 minutes after KO.


And on a similar theme I want to see the largest alligator in the universe performing fellatio on Ratboy, I want to see a crazed escapee from Broadmoor etching a huge tattoo on ten bob's shiny dome saying 'The Future Is Blue - and I'm a useless ****. The end.'
Then I want to see a nice, comely housewife in post-war Britain, doing her housework in the small, but neat and tidy semi-detached she shares with husband Wilf and daughter Dorothy, who has a clubfoot she calls Marlon.
And the busy, hard-working housewife is whistling a jaunty little air whilst casually ironing ginger pig Scholes' face with one of those old 1940's irons that they used to use, where they would leave it in the fireplace in order to heat up sufficiently to iron the clothes. And I want see his ginger facial features melting slowly as the furnace-type heat scorches his flesh, and all the while little housewife is humming 'Don't Go Under The Apple Tree' rather tunelessly, to Marlon, the clubfoot.
And then for dessert I want to see Wio Ferdinand in a disused canal barge in Copenhagen, being buggered relentlessly by Ru Paul and a man who was once an extra in an old movie featuring Peter Cushing.


You see, this is what happens when I have too much time on my podgy little paws. Bizarre thoughts cascade from my diseased mind, painting the disturbing image you who read this have in your minds.
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You need some therapy mate.
Keep it up :D
 
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