A Son of the Rock

Carling Cup, Semi-final, first leg.

This is what you’re reduced to when the weather puts off match after match and you’re feeling withdrawal symptoms. (I would have been at Brechin on Saturday to assuage those but the thaw and heavy rain put paid to that.)

It was one of those games that starts with one team so on top, scoring, you think that there’s only one winner. Then of course, they lose.

Despite the commentators’ and pundits’ attempts to talk it up the match was turgid. City did little in the way of attacking and United had no cutting edge. It only really brightened up in the last ten minutes when United began to show interest. Wayne Rooney is a player, though.

It’s nice to know English refs are as error prone as ours.

(Actually it’s not. It’s depressing. It means there’s no hope of improvement.)