The preview of the big game has already been put up by my good friend. Read it. Absorb it. Digest it.
What do I feel personally? Frankly, I don’t give a $hit. I hate both the teams. I hate The Manures and I hate the Manchis . I respect the Manures sometimes for their never-say-die spirit. I hate them otherwise. I loved them for introducing me to The King. I loved that man (no really, like an enormous man-crush on him). I hate them otherwise. Sir Alex and his croonies from Boytoy CR7 (we thankfully don’t have to see his face tomorrow), And-her-son, Paul let-me-break-your-leg-and-get-a-second-yellow-since-I-can’t-tackle Scholes, the list is endless.
And on the other side, Man-Chis. Really? Their manager’s trying to buy his way to a premiership title, getting OMG Adabayor, OMG Tevez, OMFG Toure, OMG Berry in the process. Good luck with that.
I can’t stand the sight of both the bosses having their girly-fights in the media and comparing who’s daddy’s strongest. Give us a break .
However, since it’s guess we must, here’s what I think:
11 Man U + 11 Man C + 1 Old Trafford + 50K fans + 1 Pissed off Sir Alex +3 Refs =