Giggs Wins It Right At The Death

Norwich 1 - Manchester United 2
Scorers
Norwich: Holt (83)
Manchester United: Scholes (6), Giggs (90)

Team: De Gea, Rio, Evans, Jones, Evra, Carrick, Scholes, Giggs (Smalling 90), Nani, Welbeck, Hernandez (Young 63)

Gotta say we barely deserved this win. That was just about as underwhelming a performance as the lads can muster. At the same time, credit must be given to Norwich for giving a good go. They did it at Old Trafford and again on the return fixture at Carrow Road.

We had a dream start with Scholes scoring from close range. Given the way we started, you couldn't help but expect good things to happen. But this is no longer the United we know. We are unable to put our foot down the opponent's throats anymore.

Maybe it's because the spine of the team have gotten old, or maybe the team just isn't interested anymore. Whatever the case is, we allowed Norwich to comeback into the game. Pound for pound, player for player on the pitch, we were probably better in every department, yet we allowed Norwich to dictate the pace and the pattern, as a result nearly digging ourselves a hole in the title race.

As I mentioned to Kentona midway into the first half, what exactly is the point of having Evra in the team? As a captain, he doesn't absolutely nothing to inspire the team and as a left back, he's allowed Pilkington to practically rape his ass everything he comes down the flanks. Without Saurez to light a fire under his little coloured ass (not saying which colour in case I get mistaken for being a rascist, afterall there are many sensitive pussies out there), what exactly is the point of Evra?

The second half wasn't any better. It got boring, and luckily the north London derby was on, and my word, what an exciting game. I tuned back in time to see Holt score a wonderous goal to level the scores. Welbeck missed a boatload of chances and the piece were eventually left to the other really ancient player, Giggs, to pick up. He scored with literally seconds left in the game to save our collective blushes.

Overall, there was nothing impressive in the way we won this one, except that we did. It will keep Shitty honest in the title race and nothing more. The longer this charade goes on, the less likely it seems we will overtake the noisy neighbours. Too bad the 'title decider' will only be played at the end of April, prolonging what really seems like the inevitable. Until then, we will continue to give the impression of chipping away at Shitty.