Colin Bells Boots
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That last sentance
Every normal/genuine football supporter should appreciate their own club when there are cunts like them around.
United Thread - 2023/24
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Every normal/genuine football supporter should appreciate their own club when there are cunts like them around.
Mad Eyed Screamer
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Is this true or just an allegation?
kippaxwarrior
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My prediction for Wednesday night
Ducado
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It’s the hope that gets them, every year cheered on by their client media, this is the season that it all comes right, this signing or that signing is the transfer of the season, a couple of dodgy wins, United are back, until normal service is resumed, the whole edifice is rotten to the core and always has been, but like many diseases it’s lay dormant for years, it’s slowly killing them and it’s a wonderful sight to behold
Mad Eyed Screamer
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And even more so when Neville was happy to be on the Glazer payroll without spouting off for a good number of years
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That last sentance
The 21st Century Paul Nolan.
Wonder if he’s still alive and whether he’s now a City fan.
Lovebitesandeveryfing
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Thing about that club…
It seems to me that there are very, very few United supporters, and almost none under the age of fifty, who grasp that they got incredibly lucky— triply so — with a convergence of three factors. People talk sneeringly about us winning the lottery. But in their way, they did.
They had the emergence of an admittedly talented group of youngsters — a once in a generation thing — at exactly the time that English football started to be broadcast to the world, courtesy of satellite television. And they had Ferguson, who was exactly the right kind of fairly authoritarian father-figure manager for that group of players, at that time. His style would not work today, I believe, and not with an older group of established pros. Not with the coverage and stardom that players have now. Not for one second.
Everything came together for them at the beginning of the nineties. The stars aligned. The whole image of United as the “world club” was completely skewed by the emergence of satellite broadcasting, to corners of the world where nobody would ever get within five thousand miles of the U.K. in their entire lives, but who would sit on their sofa, year in year out, (then as now), and call themselves, with no sense of irony or distance, a United supporter.
They were most emphatically not the dominant force at any time before that. I was looking back at First Division winners. They were champions three times in the fifties. Yes, unquestionably a good decade for them. Busby's most triumphant decade, for sure, when you think where he and they started from after the war. But including themselves, there were five different champions in that decade. Wolves were also champions three times! Who remembers that, apart from Wolves fans?
In the sixties, they were champions twice. And in that decade, there were no less than seven different champions (including themselves). The truth is that no-one was dominant, and certainly not them. There was a group of big clubs, for sure — we have a reasonable claim to be one of them. But no-one stood out as dominant.
When United fans, led by cheerleader Neville, put themselves forward with this hypnotic mantra of “the world's biggest club”, they are suffering from a collective amnesia concerning football history pre the nineties. And they seem to be genuinely unaware of it.
It's over. They think they're going to get back to it, but it really is over. Yes, they probably won't be relegated (unfortunately). They sure as hell will never go down to the third level of English football. (So if they think they've got it bad now, they really need to think again). They are sort of on the level, in the sporting domain, of “banks who are considered to be too big to be allowed to fail” in the capitalist one. But they have dropped back into the pack of biggish clubs, who will usually get top four, will get the occasional trophy — League Cup, F.A. Cup, hell, who knows, even the league, maybe, from time to time (not as long as Pep's around, though!).
I just don't meet any middle-aged or young supporters (and by that I mean under fifty or so!) who are lucid about this. Maybe others on here, who've got rag mates, do? And the most visible sign of that delusion is of course Neville himself. He seems to think it's just a matter of time before they catch City up. But it's not just City! Liverpool, Arsenal, maybe increasingly Newcastle, will be in the mix, too. They find themselves in a dogfight in a way that they almost never were between 1992 and approximately 2011. That period was a warp in time.
It seems to me that there are very, very few United supporters, and almost none under the age of fifty, who grasp that they got incredibly lucky— triply so — with a convergence of three factors. People talk sneeringly about us winning the lottery. But in their way, they did.
They had the emergence of an admittedly talented group of youngsters — a once in a generation thing — at exactly the time that English football started to be broadcast to the world, courtesy of satellite television. And they had Ferguson, who was exactly the right kind of fairly authoritarian father-figure manager for that group of players, at that time. His style would not work today, I believe, and not with an older group of established pros. Not with the coverage and stardom that players have now. Not for one second.
Everything came together for them at the beginning of the nineties. The stars aligned. The whole image of United as the “world club” was completely skewed by the emergence of satellite broadcasting, to corners of the world where nobody would ever get within five thousand miles of the U.K. in their entire lives, but who would sit on their sofa, year in year out, (then as now), and call themselves, with no sense of irony or distance, a United supporter.
They were most emphatically not the dominant force at any time before that. I was looking back at First Division winners. They were champions three times in the fifties. Yes, unquestionably a good decade for them. Busby's most triumphant decade, for sure, when you think where he and they started from after the war. But including themselves, there were five different champions in that decade. Wolves were also champions three times! Who remembers that, apart from Wolves fans?
In the sixties, they were champions twice. And in that decade, there were no less than seven different champions (including themselves). The truth is that no-one was dominant, and certainly not them. There was a group of big clubs, for sure — we have a reasonable claim to be one of them. But no-one stood out as dominant.
When United fans, led by cheerleader Neville, put themselves forward with this hypnotic mantra of “the world's biggest club”, they are suffering from a collective amnesia concerning football history pre the nineties. And they seem to be genuinely unaware of it.
It's over. They think they're going to get back to it, but it really is over. Yes, they probably won't be relegated (unfortunately). They sure as hell will never go down to the third level of English football. (So if they think they've got it bad now, they really need to think again). They are sort of on the level, in the sporting domain, of “banks who are considered to be too big to be allowed to fail” in the capitalist one. But they have dropped back into the pack of biggish clubs, who will usually get top four, will get the occasional trophy — League Cup, F.A. Cup, hell, who knows, even the league, maybe, from time to time (not as long as Pep's around, though!).
I just don't meet any middle-aged or young supporters (and by that I mean under fifty or so!) who are lucid about this. Maybe others on here, who've got rag mates, do? And the most visible sign of that delusion is of course Neville himself. He seems to think it's just a matter of time before they catch City up. But it's not just City! Liverpool, Arsenal, maybe increasingly Newcastle, will be in the mix, too. They find themselves in a dogfight in a way that they almost never were between 1992 and approximately 2011. That period was a warp in time.
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