De Gea answers the Potters potty-mouths
Surely, after his heroics against the side that gives all goalkeepers the shakes, it is time to cut the lad some slack? Mind you, I’m taking the risk of writing this before the Basel match, although you would surely hope that this is the kind of continental-style opposition with which he has always been comfortable in the past. In any event, after the hype on Saturday morning, when he was being portrayed as having less chance of escaping unscathed than Christians heading for the Colosseum, he has certainly shown that he has nerve and character. Erm, and skill, of course: the one thing he has never been given enough credit for is that he was already a proven shot-stopper long before he joined us. He just needed to get into his zone.
Saturday’s other exhibition of class was provided by Nani: otherwise, it was admittedly thin pickings, though we were all pleased with the point given the series of injury disruptions and the type of battering ram opposition that it was. Naturally, the absence of the Spud Faced Nipper was sorely felt. Incidentally, his omission from the lineup was supposed to be a closely guarded secret, all the better to flummox Tony Pulis when the Stoke boss eventually saw the teamsheets next day. Except that Coleen Rooney let the cat out of the bag late Friday night when she chirpily tweeted that she was sat at home with Wayne watching a DVD. Sigh. In the good old days of the 50s when Fergie grew up, you didn’t even let wives use the telephone without prior permission. And whilst we’re at it, back then you didn’t expect to have to listen to ungrateful ex-employees being truculently lippy in public.
