This season, I’ve been watching developments at Manchester United with amazement. They say you should never follow a legend, and this seems to have held true for David Moyes, brought in as the hand-picked successor to Sir Alex Ferguson. According to press reports today, Moyes is on the chopping block after his aging side has been found out in high-profile match after match. Here’s a short piece dedicated to those destined to fail, and the music of footballing nicknames.
Fergie’s Wake
So maybe he wasn’t the chosen one,
running around after a legend
with scarcely enough paper for the cracks.
The experiment went off in curious rhyme.
Fergie wanted Moyesy, and Moyesy
bought Fellaini – partly to replace Scholesy –
but it was a waste of money. Up front van Persie
was a shadow, and no one heard from Rooney.
And now they’ve lost to Stevie G,
it’s curtains – time for Giggsy.
He’ll go back to basics, set the rhythm,
put the world back how it’s supposed to be.
Penguin Poems 
Dear Andrew, Didn’t Joe and Dan love this! Alistair would Am Sooo far behind. Faint but pursuing
Love yolynnie
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lovely blog, hope that you share your talent with us.
amazing poem.
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