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Man U crisis

Doesn’t he look cosy, warm and comfortable?

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In reality, his face is black and he is very, very worried. The atmosphere in our living room is one of doom and gloom.

What he’s watching on television is a match between Manchester United and Fulham. Soccer teams.

KK’s lifelong love, Manchester United, is going down the drain, facing a crisis unlike any other since KK became a fan nearly 40 years ago.

In a nutshell, their maverick gum-chewing veteran manager Alex Ferguson finally retires after 37 years, and taking his place is the honest down-to-earth somewhat stodgy David Moyes who has no idea how to drive a Ferrari after a lifetime of Hondas.

Champions last year, losers this year. Same bunch of players, by the way.

I, after years of ignorance (who wants to watch the same team of spoilt overpaid millionaires win a ball game year after year?) am suddenly very interested.

Finally! There’s some drama!

Why are the same bunch of star players suddenly losing to losers? What in the world did Ferguson do before to control them? Was he really that incredible? What does this say about leadership? Is David Moyes too nice? (I like him but KK hates him) What’s he going to do? Was there rot before? Will he take a long time to get rid of the rot? Will they then bounce back from current failure (who doesn’t like a comeback story?)?

When I venture forth and ask a lot of questions, KK is too despondent to answer. “Stop asking me,” he swats at me like a mosquito. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

These days, it is I who wants to watch the Man U matches. Not KK.

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