LOOK out Mancs, we’re gaining on ya! Well, technically. Wouldn’t it be nice to read about football occasionally?

SO WHAT happens now?

GREETINGS from Comedy Central.

WAKE me up when Inter are in town.

I’M rarely lost for words.

WE won’t be returning to Pride Park (named by the world’s foremost satirist) any time soon.

HE’S great, Euro-Rafa. Never doubted him for a second. But at the weekend, Anglo-Rafa failed once more.

SO RUN that shortlist of candidates by us again. Fickle? Me? Because although last night was a convincing reprieve, after the Reading debacle, and the visit of the Devil’s own spawn producing its usual grotesque charade, we could still be looking for a new boss.

SO that’s it?

THOSE idiots who said England were a certainty for Euro 2008 — how stupid must they feel, eh?