What madness, what a feeding frenzy the transfer deadline has become in the world of football and especially in the English Premier League. Personally, I will never understand the last minute strategy being used to acquire players. Sure
Some teams will sell at a lower price as they are desperate to unload a high priced player that no longer suits their needs and sure some teams hope to get top dollar for players because of the needs of contending teams to fill their requirements. Still, the procrastination and last second dramatics seems all so unnecessary to me.
August 28th, 2011. A day that will live in infamy…..for Arsenal fans at least. But more importantly, a day where two long time rivals met at the crossroads of their careers do establish their paths for the future.
“Sunday, Bloody Sunday” as the song goes, truly is an apt title for what took place at Old Trafford this fateful day. Two fierce and proud rivals collided, and by the end of the day only, one was left standing while the other literally had to be picked up piece-by-piece and placed in a series of body bags after a slaughter that forced me to think of Old Trafford as the second coming of other hallowed grounds such as Hastings, Agincourt and dare I say it, Waterloo.
Where do I even begin after a performance like that? I think we were all fairly confident heading into today’s game after the recent misfortunes that have plagued Wenger and his team. However, not even the most optimistic fan could have predicted a rout of such massive proportions. Continue reading
Well, let’s get one thing out of the way first and foremost: I’m terrible at making predictions. Absolutely terrible. But there are times when it’s nice to be wrong, and today is one of those days. You could break out the thesaurus and use up every synonym for ‘amazing’, and you’d still feel like it doesn’t adequately describe United’s attacking performance today. At the same time, you could use that same thesaurus to find every synonym for ‘terrible’, and it would come up short of a proper description for how woeful Arsenal were.
Manchester United v. Arsenal. Does it need an introduction? Not really (unless you’re a novice football fan), but here comes one nonetheless. Since Arsene Wenger took the reins at Arsenal in 1996, the two sides have fought head-to-head for honors on a regular basis. Along the way, there’ve been classic matches, unforgettable moments (the good, the bad, and the ugly), and the development of the rivalry within the rivalry between Wenger and Fergie.
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Manchester United’s Champions League campaign will see them travel to Portugal, Switzerland and Romania to face opposition who, on paper, appear to offer little resistance to a successful group stage.
The draw this year was particularly brutal to many teams especially the other three English entries. While United received a fairly easy ride to the knockout stage others were not so fortunate.
That was a lot of fun wasn’t it? How do we not get even more excited about the season ahead after a pretty entertaining and effective display by the youngsters? Without getting too carried away since this is after all, only the second game of the season, here are a couple of quick takeaways from today’s game:
So, one down, 37 to go. United’s Premier League season opener at West Brom was supposed to be, relatively speaking, one of the ‘easier’ games on the early-season schedule. However, following the pattern that seems to have carried over from last season, United took a lead only to surrender it, and we needed a late goal, or own goal in this instance, to overcome the Baggies and start our title defense on a winning note.
David may not speak much English, but his probable shaking of the head as Sir Alex said those words, must have reflected complete comprehension. He understood what those words meant and he’ll be the first to chorus this line when potential ‘Manchester Whoever’ signing Wesley Sneijder’s knee cap is “high twelved” and smashed by the two flying feet of official Premier League thug and part time footballer, Kevin Davies. Wait till you meet the politically untouchable, Stevie G.
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