I had a training course today at Stalybridge Celtic (my employers are tight-arsed gits and booked the cheapest venue they can find). Anyway, I went in a City T Shirt, not to make a point or anything but just because. There were three rags on the course for some reason and there was quite a bit of thinly disguised hostility when they saw the T shirt. I told them I was a long standing season card holder and I said I was looking forward to a great season and everything but they refused to discuss it. Not a one of them said anything in response, except to admit they were all ragtards. I could have mentioned Tevez but I didn't because you could see they were ready to lose it. There was a very long and awkward silence until one of them managed to change the subject. There was none of the laughing, mocking, head patting, lil old ciddy remarks that we've come to expect. They used to love talking about us. Not any more. It must be weird being them these days and it's all happened so fast.
Later on I heard them discussing City whilst I was next door getting a coffee in the next room. The walls were paper thin so I heard every word. The way they talk amongst themselves about us when they think no blue is listening is pretty telling. They thought we'd win the title within three seasons and one of them said it was "inevitable" and that nobody had a hope in hell of competing with us. "They make Chelsea look like paupers", one of them said, "and if they came in for Wayne Rooney, they'd get him". They also said the ST waiting list at United was a myth. They shut up when I walked back into the room and the matter was not referred to again. They know it is over.
NB , when I got home, one of my rag neighbours said he was genuinely heart broken about the Tevez thing and felt betrayed and mocked, especially because of the "Fergie, Fergie sign him up" songs that Tevez did so much to encourage. Like I give a shit.
