Once upon a time perhaps.....

There are people you despise, people you take an indifferent view on and to go over the top, some you worship. Sir Alex Chapman Ferguson falls in the lattermost category.

Much has been said about his completing 50 years in the world of the beautiful game and although I refrain from writing on topics which are a hot ongoing commodity (the reason being that my opinions aren’t what exactly one might call inspiring or thought changing), this is one epiphany which was simply too heavy to let in. Like any resident of The Republic Of Mancunia will tell you, there is God then there is Sir Alex and then there is THE club (in increasing order mind you!), I too am one of those who take more pride in the manager himself rather than the results he churns out week in week out.  As long as Fergie is there, we don’t want anything else.

Matty Boy once asked me how can anyone feel so strongly for a team that plays thousands of miles from you and with which you don’t have any link. Ferguson is the reason. Once you are old enough to think for yourself and try to differentiate awesome from the not-so-awesome, the whole “distance” thing goes out of the window. The reason perhaps  Martin Luther King was inspired by Gandhi or to quote V himself, “You can kill as many people as you want, but you cannot kill an idea.”

Having promised Bihari Potter and Triple H a blog on the rise of lovebirds in R-land, why did I suddenly change my mind? Don’t know, don’t bother! Afterall there aren’t many people who will tell the whole world in extreme expletives that they are wrong and still emerge more loveable than ever. If you want facts on the guy, google him up, wiki him up. I only wrote this short blog to get it out of my system that the first person I ever paid a writing tribute to was the person who (if there ever was one) took the Bro Code seriously!

P.S.: Before a Devils-Scousers clash there was a scouse priest on the telly claiming that he, along with his congregation, had been praying for a result. United won the game regardless and the priest was back on the news after the weekend. The priest was asked whether this proved God doesn’t exist. The priest was quite defiant in his answer. “No, it proves God does exist… but He’s a United fan.”