A regular conversation in the pub after the match about 5 years:
"We're in trouble. We could end up going down. If not this season then next"
Everyone takes worried sip of beer, Brief silence descends.
"What we need is some billionaire to buy us".
Everyone laughs ironically.
"Yeah, imagine. Buy all the best players and all that. Knock those red b*stards off their perch for good"
More laughter
"Imagine Baconfaces face? City come to Old Trafford and humiliate them!"
Louder laughter
"Win the league and that. Can you imagine if City won the league? What it would feel like?"
Lots of "Yeah" and "Jesus". Everyone drifts into their imaginations for a second.
"Won't happen though, will it?"
"Course it f*cking won't, we'll always be shit"
Rueful Laughter as conversation moves on.
Little did we know we were discussing the future hey matey![]()







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