Wouldn't You Just Luv It?
12/06/09 22:58 Filed in: Sport | General
Nonsense
Imagine…
It’s the knock-out stage of the Champions League 2010. Manchester United have been drawn against Real Madrid. First leg in the Bernebeu ends in a 0-0 draw. Cristiano Ronaldo didn’t play against his former club in that match because he’d, I don’t know, broken his suntan or something.
Second leg in Old Trafford, and Ronaldo is back to full fitness and ready to face his old comrades. United are one up as the clock ticks over 90 minutes and we go into injury time. Thirty seconds to go, Real make a break up the field, and just as Ronaldo crosses into the penalty area, Wayne Rooney tries to put in a tackle. No contact is made, but true to form Ronaldo hits the deck clutching his knee in apparent agony. Penalty given. Ronaldo leaps to his feet and sends the United keeper the wrong way. He wheels away, kissing the badge on his shirt. There is no time left. Real go through on away goals.
If I had £80 million of my own to spare, I’d nearly pay it just to see that…
It’s the knock-out stage of the Champions League 2010. Manchester United have been drawn against Real Madrid. First leg in the Bernebeu ends in a 0-0 draw. Cristiano Ronaldo didn’t play against his former club in that match because he’d, I don’t know, broken his suntan or something.
Second leg in Old Trafford, and Ronaldo is back to full fitness and ready to face his old comrades. United are one up as the clock ticks over 90 minutes and we go into injury time. Thirty seconds to go, Real make a break up the field, and just as Ronaldo crosses into the penalty area, Wayne Rooney tries to put in a tackle. No contact is made, but true to form Ronaldo hits the deck clutching his knee in apparent agony. Penalty given. Ronaldo leaps to his feet and sends the United keeper the wrong way. He wheels away, kissing the badge on his shirt. There is no time left. Real go through on away goals.
If I had £80 million of my own to spare, I’d nearly pay it just to see that…