Lordeffingham
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What an absolutely delightful time this is, actually watching a clearly distressed and demented Fergusson, looking a broken and beaten man, close to tears, addmitting defeat in the Rooney saga.
But clearly, the Rooney episode is just the very tip of an incredibly fragile iceberg. He has also realised that he is in a situation where his pensioner keeper who's calamitous error recently cost his team of ageing, second rate hasbeens, 2 points, is undroppable, because his backup keeper is undoubtedly a far worse option.
He must be foaming at the mouth even contemplating that his best player, by a very long way, is now lost to him, but worse still will obviously be his moving to at best a foreign, Champions League opponent, and at worst a very, very noisy neighbour. He must be choking on his own bile at the prospect of approaching City, cap in hand, in January, hoping for a lenient response to his request to aquire Given from us.
I would like to see his response if City were to table an offer to take Rooney for £40 million, whilst offering Given, Jo and Santa as an early Christmas present. Could he refuse? what would his owners think? I mean Rooney's worth must have plummeted over the past 9 months and due to Rooneys rocky marital situation there's a very good chance he wouldn't consider a move abroad. Baconface looks like his options may be very, very limited.
The time may be closer than we think, to this sour faced, hypocritical, egotistical piss pot, giving serious consideration to alleviating the pressure and dissgrace of being at the helm of a ship of Titanic proportion sinking faster than the apparently impregnable H.M.S Leeds United of only 8 seasons ago, and finally hanging up his ill fitting, managerial suit.
I really am living in hope, a dream to fullfill our very wildest dreams, the finest hour to be a Blue, seeing our once very noisy neighbours silenced and put back in the place from whence they came, football oblivion, whilst we climb so far out of their clubs sight that they could probably keep up the facade of claiming their true derby might genuinely be against their fellow Championship opponents in the years to come, Liverpool.
It would be an amazing sight to regularly see the 50,000 empty seats at the shipwreck stadium, and laugh ones bollocks off seeing it being protected from complete demise by nothing more than a Goverment status as a 'listed building', lol.
I'm not someone who generally finds pleasure at the expense of others missfortune, however in these unholy, detestable vermins case, I could make one very big exception.
In the words of a very great man, 'I'd would love it'.
The Blue Moon has not only risen, but very soon it'll see a total footballing eclipse of truly epic proportion, here in Manchester.
The future's bright, the future's BLUE.
But clearly, the Rooney episode is just the very tip of an incredibly fragile iceberg. He has also realised that he is in a situation where his pensioner keeper who's calamitous error recently cost his team of ageing, second rate hasbeens, 2 points, is undroppable, because his backup keeper is undoubtedly a far worse option.
He must be foaming at the mouth even contemplating that his best player, by a very long way, is now lost to him, but worse still will obviously be his moving to at best a foreign, Champions League opponent, and at worst a very, very noisy neighbour. He must be choking on his own bile at the prospect of approaching City, cap in hand, in January, hoping for a lenient response to his request to aquire Given from us.
I would like to see his response if City were to table an offer to take Rooney for £40 million, whilst offering Given, Jo and Santa as an early Christmas present. Could he refuse? what would his owners think? I mean Rooney's worth must have plummeted over the past 9 months and due to Rooneys rocky marital situation there's a very good chance he wouldn't consider a move abroad. Baconface looks like his options may be very, very limited.
The time may be closer than we think, to this sour faced, hypocritical, egotistical piss pot, giving serious consideration to alleviating the pressure and dissgrace of being at the helm of a ship of Titanic proportion sinking faster than the apparently impregnable H.M.S Leeds United of only 8 seasons ago, and finally hanging up his ill fitting, managerial suit.
I really am living in hope, a dream to fullfill our very wildest dreams, the finest hour to be a Blue, seeing our once very noisy neighbours silenced and put back in the place from whence they came, football oblivion, whilst we climb so far out of their clubs sight that they could probably keep up the facade of claiming their true derby might genuinely be against their fellow Championship opponents in the years to come, Liverpool.
It would be an amazing sight to regularly see the 50,000 empty seats at the shipwreck stadium, and laugh ones bollocks off seeing it being protected from complete demise by nothing more than a Goverment status as a 'listed building', lol.
I'm not someone who generally finds pleasure at the expense of others missfortune, however in these unholy, detestable vermins case, I could make one very big exception.
In the words of a very great man, 'I'd would love it'.
The Blue Moon has not only risen, but very soon it'll see a total footballing eclipse of truly epic proportion, here in Manchester.
The future's bright, the future's BLUE.