Terrace Talk: Man United - The very best and worst of Reds laid bare

It’s that most magical time of the year, as the yuletide song goes, and football certainly gave us a good dose of that old black stuff yesterday. The game’s often inexplicable unpredictability remains arguably its greatest asset, as thousands of grinning, headshaking fans in red and white at both ends of the Sheffield ground were joyfully reminded.

With 20 minutes to go last night, I wondered whether Senor Pochettino was sat watching at home, eagerly polishing up his CV. And in the dugout at Bramall Lane, poor glum Ole must have thought: of all the moments this season to be having a stinker.