In its essence they’ve got a manager who is sub league two level.
The scrotum faced little quim has basically stripped them of tactical constraints and just let them attack as and when they want.
Woo hoo.
And as a result they are beating the shite that they were struggling against with Maureen’s turgid bus ball.
However. This loosening of the tactical shackles could well come back to haunt them when they face a team they can’t steam roller, letting players just express themselves is unlikely to be effective when they meet decent sides from the top half of the table
Utter nonsense!!!!!
You're essentially saying they are still shit.
In fact, you're not even essentially saying it, you are saying it!!
The results speak for themselves, or the Telecaster typy thingy does, no, it doesn't, it can't speak either, but Solksjaer is a man amongst gods, or vice versa, and he is leading Man Utd out of their extremeties just like Martin Buchan marching against Goliath.
I think I have said everything, [excavation mark, excavation mark, excavation mark]. To say otherwise would have the estimable Mr. Edwards twisting in his gimp-suit all night long to Lionel Richie's 'All Night Long'. On a loop. Both of them. All of it.
