by murphy0151 » Mon Feb 14, 2005 2:03 am
Choose Munich
Choose overbearing arrogance.
Choose an alcoholic as your manager, a memeber of AA as your club captain, and a drunken Irish wastrel as your
best ever player. Choose not winning your league but still entering and
winning one European Cup in the last 37 years in a league format which
means you can loose several games and still win the competition and
claim this is superior than winning 4 European Cups in 8 years like
Liverpool did . Choose drawing 99% of your fanbase from the ranks of the
suburban English middle classes. Choose Gary Neville whinging about
having to play too much football, presumably leaving the fans to pick up
the financial shortfall which will come through less games with
increased ticket prices elsewhere, the one-eyed tosspot.
Choose having one penalty being given against you at home in a league
game in 8 years due to your constant intimidation of referees and choose
Keane, Neville and Stam to leg the ref halfway accross the pitch after
he had the barefaced cheek to give one for Middlesbrough.
Choose wasting as much time in fake protests at said penalty as possible
in a transparent attempt to distract the penalty taker into missing (
see Izzet, M ).
Choose righteous indigantions over Chelseas spending, whilst ignoring
the small detail that youve paid 30m for Ferdinand and Rooney, 28m for
Veron and 20m for Van Nistelrooy.
Choose systematic dirty play and calling it "competitiveness",
choosing, in the knowledge that you couldn't beat Arsenal at football,
to kick players out of the game ( having chosen Mike Riley, the biggest
cheat in football to referee the game ). Choose then grinding out a
series of 1-0s and 2-0s and label it " pragmatic football ", but be up
in arms when Liverpool or Chelsea or Arsenal do the same, and choose to
deliver lengthy hypocritical treaties on how those clubs are " betraying
their footballing principles ". but not Munich. Heavens no.
Choose being happy to take the PLC dollar through the 90s when it meant
you commanded the biggest transfer budget and could bully your way round
the transfer market (28m on Veron ? - *snigger*) but then trying to stop
Glazers takeover and garner support from other fans by saying how bad it
is for football when everything youve done since 1992 has been in
Munich United's self-interest and no-one elses. Choose dancing with
the devil then choose shock when it jumps up and bites you in the @rse.
Choose walking round with bill boards saying you're not for sale, when
by definition every company listed on the stock market is for sale every
day of every year.
Choose constantly accusing scousers of being addicted to grief because
that would never happen at Munich United. Then choose annual
memorial services for Munich 58, and choose constant euolgies to " the
flowers of Munich " Choose your team wearing some little idiot's
shirt to collect the cup. Choose this mawkish show of sentiment for not
someone who died in Britains worst football tragedy, or being kidknapped
and murdered in Iraq, or even through something as awful as a tragic
illness but rather because the little no-mark had no regard for the
speed limit, or anyone else's safety.
Choose selling Jaap Stam to Lazio before a doping scandal broke and your
manager was incriminated in it.
Choose turning the sports section of the tabloid press into a Man U
fanzine.
Choose adopting feigned moral indignation over that fact not that
turning up for a drugs test on the grounds that you're moving house is
not a legitimate excuse. Choose Gordon Taylor to put forward the most
ludicruous justifications for what is, after all, only the worst offence
a sprtsman can commit. Choose a persecution complex nonetheless and
never shut up about it, and threaten to disrupt the national teams Euro
2004 preparations by going on strike, just cos your mate got caught
having a line. Choose then making a tv advert out of it with your player
tipping over a sugar bowl ( sugar - cocaine - geddit ? ) and writing his
name in it whilst watching Euro 2004 at home. Hilarious.
Choose embarrassing yourselves by having the biggest pr*ck in England
play for you and have him marry the least talented slut and appear on
fashion shows wearing a skirt, or choose said slut saying your star
right midfielder wears womens underwear at home on chatshows.
Choose the myth that Uniteds firm are gentleman pugilists who would
never attack fans who weren't looking for trouble like they did vs
Liverpool at OT in 1998. Then choose the same lads getting ragged all
over Salford Quays and running for their lives from LFC 3 months later
when they came face to face with a proper firm of lads.
Choose George Best coming out with his usual dreary "I am a recovering
addict" spiel every time a Premiership footballer blots his copy-book,
and sit and watch the drunken wastrel drivel away on soccer saturday
whilst his tv mates have a laugh with " good old Georgey ". Wife
beating, neglecting his kids, p*ssing his life and talent away? - He's a
card, isn't he ?
Choose prattling on about what a great youth policy Munich have when
a single youth player hasnt made it since the mid-90s.
Choose pretending that 11 years of success somehow erases the shame of
not winning the league for 26 years.
Choose Veron, Forlan, any of your keepers post Schmeichel, Kleberson,
Djemba Djemba, Neil Webb, Bellion, and all the other turkeys that
nobody ever mentions when creaming themselves about how great Ferguson
is in the transfer market.
Choose Munich.