Just thinking out loud here…<\/p>\n
– last season, MU were carried by a great performance by Rooney, which compensated for their loss of their previously best player, Ronaldo;
– MU are already suffering from significant injuries, especially Hargreaves and Valencia;
– there is nobody waiting in the wings to replace Rooney;
– the rest of the team is looking decidedly ropey – as they did last year, but that was hidden behind Rooney’s genius.<\/p>\n
Of course, the last six months hasn’t seen Rooney playing as he did, but why was that? Rushed back too soon after his injury?<\/p>\n
So – despite having probably the greatest football manager ever, MU are looking distinctly vulnerable for at least this season – fourth place is by no means unthinkable.<\/p>\n
Now add that to the precarious financial situation, whereby success on the field is essential to keep paying down the Glazers’ debt, and suddenly what was a virtuous spiral starts to look ominously like a vicious one.<\/p>\n
Of course, this is sheer speculation \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
As for where Rooney is going to go, I’m not convinced about Spain. Real Madrid have overspent on forwards, and I can’t see Rooney wanting to play second fiddle to Ronaldo again. As for Barca, that would surely be a better fit – but they too have just splashed out on a new striker, and they are cash-strapped. I have a sneaking feeling that he is going to go to Chelsea – he is, after all, six or seven years younger than Drogba, and one of the few people on earth who could conceivably do as good a job…<\/p>\n
(Of course 2 – he and Lord Ferg might just kiss and make up, but I think not. Now that it has gone public, I can’t see SAF backing down).<\/p>\n
Interesting times.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Just thinking out loud here… – last season, MU were carried by a great performance by Rooney, which compensated for their loss of their previously best player, Ronaldo;– MU are already suffering from significant injuries, especially Hargreaves and Valencia;– there … Continue reading