I’ll just Google translate Schtick to de plan into Portuguese for youz…Amorim just waffles nonsense like Ten Hag.
They’re putting all their eggs in one basket hoping for CL via the Thursday night cup…
They could finish 17th and end up in the Champions League.
They won't win it though. I can see Spurs doing them in the final because God is a fucking blue!
I know it won't happen but could you imagine the scenes.technically they can still go down but they need 1 pt for safety and Ipswich would have to win every game...highly unlikely that Ipswich win every game
Utd could lose every game however
He means on the tv or wireless.Didn't know Newcastle was in Surrey....![]()
I'm guessing they'll be aiming for a top half finish. 7 pts and 18 goals behind Bournemouth in 10th.I know it won't happen but could you imagine the scenes.
YepWas that him celebrating his consolation goal today?
What an arrogant, up himself little prick he is.
Except the Etihad...Utd get battered everywhere they go , Utd get get battered everywhere they go , everywhere they go.
When I'm in two minds about if I want united to win to help City I wait until they let a goal in. I normally feel better thenI swallowed my pride, tore up the principles of a lifetime and, after yesterday's encouraging result and performance, hoped the rags could pull out a performance which would get a point, or maybe three. Some hopes! By the time they had played an hour I had recovered my self respect and integrity and was screaming for Newcastle really to rub their noses in it and when number 4 went in I was convinced there was still time for numbers 5 and 6. But no. So I know there'll be no further deviant hopes because you can never have any confidence in the rags: they'll never give us any help at all.
Worry not, there is room for both of us in the top 5.I swallowed my pride, tore up the principles of a lifetime and, after yesterday's encouraging result and performance, hoped the rags could pull out a performance which would get a point, or maybe three. Some hopes! By the time they had played an hour I had recovered my self respect and integrity and was screaming for Newcastle really to rub their noses in it and when number 4 went in I was convinced there was still time for numbers 5 and 6. But no. So I know there'll be no further deviant hopes because you can never have any confidence in the rags: they'll never give us any help at all.