His name is Rio; he wants the armband
Fun though it is to watch England and France embarrass themselves of an afternoon, you nonetheless fear that United’s momentum might be affected before it ever got a chance to turn into some kind of irresistible force. The lads will doubtless all return with a collection of knocks, bruises and the after-effects of Balkan gypy tummies and, before you know it, we’ll be dropping points and allowing Fergie to blame the wicked FIFA and FA for all his woes. (Rather than blame himself for failing to strengthen the squad sufficiently to cope with such hiatuses, some would say).
Furthermore, the last thing Wayne Rooney needs at the moment is the national, rather than merely Mancunian, hack-pack poring over his supposed shortcomings and weak form over 20 pages of every paper.
