Still Following the Trawler

Via  ManUtd.com : United defender Jonny Evans has released a statement following the incident that occurred between him and Newcastle United's Papiss Cisse in the game at St James' Park... "Having woken up this morning I am shocked to have seen the media coverage from last night’s match. I would like to make it clear that I did not spit at Papiss Cisse. "I was totally unaware of any spitting incident and had assumed that the issue at the time was with the challenge and his attempted retaliation to the tackle from the floor. During the game Papiss Cisse and I spoke about the incident and it is clear by my reaction in the television footage that I was totally surprised by any suggestion of spitting. "It is not in my character or in my nature to spit at anybody nor is it something I have ever done or would ever do. It is certainly not something that I did last night."

I Heard 'Em Say... Henry Winter, the Telegraph Seven-up but no champagne. Manchester United stretched their lead to seven points over Arsenal, and still remain favourites for a record 19th title, but this was another case of more travails on their travels. So imperious at home, where they have dropped only two points from 48, Sir Alex Ferguson’s team have now taken only 24 points from a possible 51 on the road. They will be pleased to get back to their Old Trafford fastness for Saturday’s game with Everton. Their mood will also be lifted if Tottenham Hotspur thwart Arsenal on Wednesday evening. Kevin McCarra, the Guardian The match never quite veered away from deadlock and even its sole controversy lacked substance. In stoppage time Javier Hernández moved across the Newcastle United right-back Danny Simpson but it was hard to tell if there was significant contact to leave the Mexican on the turf. The referee, Lee Probert, was confident of his own penalty area interpr...

Ah the opening game of the season…it was…good? Wasn’t it...?? …Look, if I’m being perfectly honest, I didn’t go because of work commitments (apparently "it’s the first game of the season you c*nts!?"  doesn’t  fly too well with some employers). And to add to my lack of loyalty, I had the missus round (I know, major faux pas)…so inevitably, one thing led to another…and then before I knew it: game paused, balls deep, freezing cold dinner and for a good 10 minutes after, I had no idea what football was. But when I finally came round and resumed the beautiful spectacle on the telly that I had been without for 3 long months, I hit play and remembered just how much I loved and missed United. And as splendid as the intercourse was, I had to chuckle to myself at those fools who claim so flippantly that sex is better than football (no offence, love)*. They are clearly not United fans. Because quite frankly, nothing is better than watching United play. Good result, bad result...the exc...