They got carried away by last season when they got extremely lucky. Southampton battered them in the league cup final but lost and they won a Europa league that was the poorest I ever remember. That allowed them a back door entry into the champions league that they weren't ready for and didn't deserve.
It has been interesting to watch them since Ferguson retired, as a club but more importantly a fan base. The rags attract a certain type of person who supports them. Showy, boastful they are in it the reflected glory winning brings. Some of them have grown up knowing only success and trophies. This created the spoilt kid syndrome. Always being given everything they wanted and if the kid next door got a bigger toy then straight away they would be bought a bigger one still. They could then still be the main kid in the playground and all was well in their world. Ferguson's noisy neighbour's quote summed this mindset up perfectly.
The last few years their little world has imploded and like all spoilt kids getting a dose of reality the tantrums and sense of outrage are a joy to behold. As a consequence all their principles and bullshit myths are going out of the window in their desperate attempts to still be cool and relevant. Trophies they once sneered at as being below them are now called titles. Playing football the right way? Forget that, hoof it long so long as they win!! Anything to be known as winners, the top team, glory glory Man United!! Their pain is wonderful to see and long may it continue, at least as long as that despicable fucking banner hung at the swamp!
It has been interesting to watch them since Ferguson retired, as a club but more importantly a fan base. The rags attract a certain type of person who supports them. Showy, boastful they are in it the reflected glory winning brings. Some of them have grown up knowing only success and trophies. This created the spoilt kid syndrome. Always being given everything they wanted and if the kid next door got a bigger toy then straight away they would be bought a bigger one still. They could then still be the main kid in the playground and all was well in their world. Ferguson's noisy neighbour's quote summed this mindset up perfectly.
The last few years their little world has imploded and like all spoilt kids getting a dose of reality the tantrums and sense of outrage are a joy to behold. As a consequence all their principles and bullshit myths are going out of the window in their desperate attempts to still be cool and relevant. Trophies they once sneered at as being below them are now called titles. Playing football the right way? Forget that, hoof it long so long as they win!! Anything to be known as winners, the top team, glory glory Man United!! Their pain is wonderful to see and long may it continue, at least as long as that despicable fucking banner hung at the swamp!