dash dot dash

Christ Almighty. Having faced one of the most humiliating defeats of the last few years (the last was a 5-0 hammering by the Abramovichless Chelsea back in 2000), my worst fear has become a reality. In fact, both of them.

United fell behind extremely early yesterday after 4 minutes to a Gallas header which should have been dealt with ages before Gallas got to the ball. We dominated the first half up to that point, but typically failed to find the net. The consecuences of this was dire. Chelsea struck twice in the second half and twisting the knife, saw off Rooney injured in the 82nd minute after a 50-50 challenge with Ferreira. And when you see Rooney stay down after a challenge, you have to be worried. Sadly the post-match commentary which suggested that Ronney's injury wasnt bad as first thought were dashed by the news that Wayne has indeed broken his metatarsal (some bone in the foot). My worst footballing week has become a reality.

After the news that Scolari snubbed the England offer due to extreme incompetence by the FA's behalf and the usual suicide actions of the press (thanks boys), I had to endure the humiliation of a 3-0 defeat at S Bridge which could have dire implications to United's title challege next season. Of course the fears I had of Rooney being injured before the world cup had to become a reality. And if he does stay out for 6 weeks as first predicted, England will have to squeeze themselves through the group stages and hope boy wonder will recover in time. With England's world class substitute strikers on disposal (Peter "dazzling skills, quick feet and a Brazilian touch" Crouch, Darren Bent who played 1 game for England and f*cked up, and Jermain "Spur's sub" Defoe (I'd pick him to replace Rooney though) , I must say I can't wait to see the Trinidadians, Paraguayans and Swedes quake in their boots.