Poco a poco the new season draws closer. This season will be make or break time for Malcolm Glazer United.
I say that, but every year the prophets of doom circle. Remember Alan Hansen's "You'll win nothing with Kids"? (I bought the t-shirt...) or Gert Blog's "This season (2004-05) is the first one since the Eighties that United have failed to win a trophy for two consecutive seasons" - Gert's Manager "You won the FA Cup last season..."
August is ace. We're in everything. Anything's possible. The draw has been made for the Final Qualifying round of the Champions League. United play either Debreceni or Hajduk Split whilst Liverpool avoid Everton
I had a boyfriend who left me to live in Debrecen. (I had another one at the same time who left me to live in Brussels). Hajduk Split were big in the Eighties.
We ought to win this tie, even with the disadvantage of the home leg first. But 'ought' isn't the same as 'will'.
Oh god, here we go again, another season of 'will we, won't we', taking each game as it comes. You know I love football. but sometimes I hate it as well. I hate all the endless newspaper speculation, I hate the hysteria of Sky TV commentators, I hate the tribalism and aggression that the local Chelsea fans, in particular, display.
But get eleven men against eleven on that pitch and it really is the Beautiful Game.
Being that it's not even August yet, I confidently predict that we will do the Domestic Treble and win the European Champions League, just prior to England beating Brazil on Penalties in the World Cup Final!
