I don't know why, but it seems impossible for all matches to go the way you want. Swings and roundabouts, rough with the smooth, some you win, some you lose.
Frankly, Manchester United have been dire throughout February. Hopefully, we are now beginning a long March to glory. But forgive me if I show little faith. Nevertheless, it is nice that we beat Fulham on Saturday. And nice that we are in our first FA Cup Semi Final of the century/millennium. I have no memory of United ever losing an FA Cup Semi Final, and memories of glory days in (can I do this entirely from memory...?) 1976, 1977, 1979, 1983, 1985, 1990, 1994, 1995, 1996, and 1999. And we won seven out of ten of those finals, which is no bad thing. Say what you like, the FA Cup is past its glory days. But, hey, what memories of Cup Final weekends, culminating in watching the boys in their open top bus parade down Washway Road in Sale.
And looking at the semi final line-up, you have the two biggest clubs in the Premiership, alongside a First Division Team and a replay scheduled bringing D1 against D2. Pretty glamorous, I reckon. All that remains to be seen is how the FA fix the draw - to have the United-Arse showdown in the semis, or hope that this will be the final. Maybe there's an advantage in going for the United-Sunderland (Northern) semi, with them banking on Millwall meeting Arsenal in the London semi.
We shall see.
As for England Rugby. What a load of rubbish. Losing to Ireland. At Twickers. Terrible. And let's face it, they played badly - all those line-outs they lost. Plus, considering they had two tries disallowed by the fourth official, and another one where the Irish defender just got to the ball more quickly.
Jimmy, who spent the weekend suffering with a heavy cold, decided to watch it indoors with his father. His Irish father. His unrepentantly patriotic Irish father. Who now believes that Ireland is the best team in the world, and England only won the World Cup by mistake.
Let's just hope that we beat Wales. And France. It's one thing beating Italy and Scotland, who are competing for the wooden spoon. But France ought to be our only rivals for Northern Hemisphere superiority, and Wales appear to be rapidly improving.
*Sigh*
