Post match celebrations v ManWho

[Nicey]

Bought a new pair of Boxing Gloves last week and was shadow boxing whilst watching the chapions lg game against Real 4:00 am..... Needless to say thay came out again tonight... the wife is sure I have lost it

Get ! In !

Totally ****ed them and Vidic .. a straight red right ??

Lala lala lala The Hills are Alive with the sound of Intercorse

[Shaggy]

[Shaggy]

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/football/leagues/premierleague/liverpool/4992160/Rout-of-Manchester-United-has-Rafael-Benitez-cracking-up-with-laughter.html

Rout of Manchester United has Rafael Benitez 'cracking up' with laughter

The analysis of the denizens of the Old Trafford stands is a succinct one.

Stunning Liverpool run riot

By Jim White at Old Trafford
Last Updated: 8:10PM GMT 14 Mar 2009


"Rafa's cracking up," they sing of Liverpool's manager. And after this the amateur psychologists might have a point. After watching his team score eight times in five days against football's two most storied opponents, even the notoriously controlled Señor Benitez will be cracking up, with joyous laughter.

The manager's instruction to his Liverpool team would have been simple enough: play like you did on Tuesday and you can beat anyone. And so they did. After Real Madrid another seemingly impregnable European institution fell to Benitez's newly rampant team: Manchester United's Old Trafford record.


With victory, reckoned the visiting captain, came the possibility that others might do Liverpool favours. "It's not very often you see Man United get beat 4-1 at home," said Steven Gerrard. "I hope this gives other teams that come to Old Trafford the belief that United can be beaten."

United weren't just beaten here. They were outsmarted, outmuscled, outpaced, subjected to the kind of rout they routinely inflict on the rest of the Premier League. When Andrea Dossena chipped Edwin van der Sar to score the visitor's fourth in injury time, United's fortress echoed to the clack of emptying seats, a noise that almost drowned out the delirious cackle emanating from the Liverpool followers of "we want five".

Benitez was in his element, standing on the edge of his technical area, yelling instruction at whoever came within earshot. He even permitted himself a brief moment to applaud Dossena's goal, before he pointed at Gerrard, then pointed at his temple. The message was simple: think, think and think again.

But for all his cerebral input, frankly, in the shape his main striker is in, his team needs no more instruction than to waft the ball in Fernando Torres's direction. He will do the rest. That was precisely what happened when, with United leading from a Cristiano Ronaldo penalty, Fabio Aurelio sent a aimless punt out of the Liverpool defence.

Who would have thought such a tactic would so discomfort Nemanja Vidic? But there was the solid Serbian resembling a 10-year-old cricketer under a steepled chance in the outfield. And as he dawdled, Torres, bearing down on him with the same pace and purpose he had unleashed on Madrid, pounced.

With the single most muscular presence in the Premier League left floundering like a freshly-landed cod, Torres advanced to score. Never mind Rafa's complicated semaphore, this was route one at its most effective.

Then it happened again. A defence unbreached for longer than a Peaches Geldof marriage faltered for a second time. Patrice Evra, doing his best not to make Vidic feel alone in his error-strewn work, idled on a through-ball.

Gerrard, following Torres's lead, arrived on his heels at pace to nip the ball away. All the Frenchman could do was waft a leg in his direction and bring him down. It was a collector's item: a penalty conceded in the Premier League by Manchester United at Old Trafford, something that has not happened since Wayne Rooney was a teenager, doing his bit to help the Merseyside aged.

But Gerrard was not phased by its rarity and was quickly expanding his usual badge-kissing celebration to take in a smacker on the television camera lens.

That, though, was not the end of United misery. Even as Sir Alex Ferguson tried to sort things out by sending on Paul Scholes, Ryan Giggs and Dimitar Berbatov, Vidic's afternoon reached its nadir.

Gerrard whipped past him before being wrestled to the ground in a manner that would not look out of place at Twickenham this afternoon. Such was the level of his shame, the big defender dashed off the moment Alan Wiley showed him the red card. He ran for the dressing room at a pace which suggested he was worried Torres would get there first.

The scale of his folly was exposed when, with United expecting Gerrard to strike, Aurelio curled in the resulting free-kick past a flat-footed Van der Sar.

United might put this down simply as a bad day at the office. But you imagine as the season reaches its climactic rush they – and Vidic in particular – will be desperate that the Champions League draw spares them an early reacquaintance with Torres. Suddenly there appears to be a major Spanish obstruction in the way of that quintuple.

[Nicey]

Hahahahahaha .... total utter radio silence from my Manc mate ...


baaa daa da da daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I'M Lovin it


Just finish watching the game

Satellite went down today of all days
My Manc Mate refused to watch the game with me ... Something about me being intolerable
All the local pubs did not have the game
Various things through out the day were ****ing up
I eventually settle on watching the game on a stream via my projector ..
Get a great Skysports Stream ... watch that horrendous Soccer Am and just before kick off it goes down
Try for 10 minuts to find another .. eventually say **** it I will download the game later
Did not lose my cool once .. eventually get the game and we give away a peno .. still keept the cool

And hey ****ing Presto Bob's your Uncle .. We have given United there biggest ****ing sinxe 1992 !!!

I am so happy I could fart

[Leyton388]

The look on slurs face when it was 4-1 it looked like Rafa had just rammed his cock up the piss heads arse LMFAO!

Now your on my perch Alex NO? WHAAAAAAAA

[vonk]

My manc mate was talking smack about us all week and he is now getting it both barrels. And his missus is a Red. Loving it. Fernando Torres was ****ing immense. Looked like he was injured but still was fighting for every ball and he ripped vidic a new asshole. I love the comment in the Telegraph about vidic running to the dressing room. Classic! Well done Rafa, I have doubted you many times, but this week you are a legend! You have made Reds worldwide happy and restored belief. You have given us back our respect today.

Some comments on the game -

Reina looked shaky and it was a poor penalty but his team mates bailed him out big time. It's a team game. Thought Reira was poor enough tbh and at one point we were giving the ball away too much but apart from that small period we were immense!!

Sad for all those scum fans streaming out of old trafford that they didnt get to see our fourth goal.... YNWA

[Leyton388]

This week LFC has reestablished itself has the most feared team in world football

FACT!

Thank you Rafa!

[the rev leeroy brown]

This week LFC has reestablished itself has the most feared team in world football

FACT!

Thank you TORRES!

[mick the click]

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!









Night all...

[Helios Creed]

:runs naked through thread in other direction while giving 5 fingered salute:

[Helios Creed]

If you're lucky you'll have just spotted me heading back in the other direction.

[Vermilion]

Ha, just showed a mini league on Match of the day of the top 4 head to heads, we are romping it.

[Scratch]

such was the level of his shame, the big defender dashed off the moment alan wiley showed him the red card. He ran for the dressing room at a pace which suggested he was worried torres would get there first.

[MrMichael]

I kind of regret having banned Ferrrrrrrrrnando now

UNBAN HIM!!!!

I am so very bloody depressed and feel so angry at myself. I had the option of watching this game at a local(ish) with 1 or 2 scum-supporting work-friends but, convinced it would be a boring, guarded, cancelling-each-other-out game and/or we would lose (I was 100% convinced we would, though never let my scum friends knew this), decided to do something else that took me well away from the radio and TV. I turned my mobile back on around 2.30 to see both had sent me smarmy texts (obviously just after their first goal, then received a new text from one saying he hated me but they'd still win the league anyway. This cheered me up but I still didn't know the actual score until half an hour ago. Burst out laughing, chuffed to bits, but feel a total little-faith dumb-ass for missing out on a great experience.

What a week!

Getting a copy of the full game, I'll upload it tomorrow if you want to belatedly watch the whole thing mate while trying to pretend you don't know what happened

:runs naked through thread in other direction while giving 5 fingered salute:

[Scratch]

Me manc mate just sent me a text, he's just seen VDS out on the piss in Wilmslow, looking like he ain't got a care in the world...those crazy dutch eh??