I couldn't disagree more.
It's never fun losing an FA Cup semi, but it's infinitely, infinitely worse losing to City. This was probably the most important derby in my lifetime, and we lost the game we simply had to win.
Then I come here and you're all acting like Stepford wives -- "Oh, it's not so bad in a bigger perspective! Oh, got bigger fish to fry! I care about the cup in itself, not about winning the derby!" Are you acting like this to try and appear superior to lurking Berties, or what is going on?
I'm sorry for 'focusing on what City do or don't do', but this was one of the darkest days in my United supporting life, if not the darkest. Feel free to call me a small-time spacker or any invective of your choice, there is no conceivable way my evening could get any worse anyway.
This was a childish, silly reaction to the general atmosphere on the Caf tonight, and not especially directed towards your post, WireRed. It just happened to set me off, and even I wouldn't start my own whinging thread, so it ended up here. I actually envy those of you who can be so calm, detached and above it all.