Today I feel sorry for..... (Manchester United 4 - Wigan 0

There are so many things to feel sorry about this Carling Cup final.

Wigan - They didn't deserve this scoreline. It was wicked and cruel. Wigan is a truly honest team, and genuinely one of the good guys and underdogs everyone loves to root for. I really feel sorry that they have to be at the end of a thrashing in what is the biggest moment in their short club history.

Paul Jewell - This is his fourth consecutive 4-0 loss as a manager facing United. In fact in his short managerial career, he's only faced United 4 times. Twice with Bradford and twice this season with Wigan and it all ended the same way.

Alan Smith - Still feel sorry for the injury he sustained last week. Nice gesture by the United players to win this one for him. And really feel sorry that he has a nickname called Smudge. What kind of weak lame ass nickname is that?

Rooney - Feel sorry that he couldn't be the first guy to get a hat-trick in a league cup final.

Ronaldo - I've already stopped feeling angry with him. Now I just feel sorry for him and all that wasted talent. For a moment in the build up to the second goal, I really thought he had finally grown up. Unfortunately that illusion become blurred when he stupidly took off his shirt after scoring the third goal and getting a yellow. And shattering of the illusion was complete when moments later he decided to showboat when we were 4-0 up, rubbing salt into the Wigan players. It was absolutely disgusting and ungentlemanly behaviour. Kudos to Giggs and JOS for giving him a good talking to, but I doubt he'd ever grow up.

Manchester United - I truly feel sorry for my beloved club. There was a point in time where this competition meant nothing and the lowest of priority. In fact there was a time this competition was actually an irritation to our schedule. We've always used this competition to blood our young guns. It's sad that in today's Manchester United, the Worthless Cup has become so instrumental to keep club morale high and more importantly to keep Ferguson's job.

Smith

Liverpool broke an 85 year jinx and beat us 1-0 in the FA Cup, while we played like shit. We had no midfield. No support for the front players. In truth Liverpool were the better team. But at the end of the day it all didn't matter....Smith broke his ankle.

I couldn't tell how bad the injury was from the looks of horror in Ruud's face when he saw it and the urgency of Neville and EVD to get the medic on the pitch said it all. It looked bad. In fact it looked terrible.

I was with the guys, namely, Cow, Matt and God at Queens watching the game and had to turn away the moment I saw Ruud's expression. I knew it was horrible. Probably one of the worst any present day Manchester United player has seen. It reminded me of a certain Conventry player named Dave Busst who broke his leg almost 10 years ago at OT. This time there wasn't blood on the pitch, but the time the medics took Smith off the pitch tells the story.

I've never been an admirer of Smith in the centre of midfield, but I sincerely feel sorry for him. Smith is a soldier who gives his all when he's on the pitch. He's a fighter, the same can't be said for alot of his current teammates. Best wishes on your recovery, Smith. Your fighting spirit will be missed.

I just hope his injury is not as bad as it seems. I feel gutted and quite frankly shaken from the looks on the players faces when they saw the injury.

And excuse me while I go vomit my guts out......

Pussies

Chelski lost 3-0 to Middlesboro in an earlier game and judging from our form these 2 seasons, you would expect us to do likewise. Well, we tried our best to play to form, but Portsmouth obviously did not read the same script. Somehow we came out 3-1 winner in a game we hardly deserved a point.

Despite winning, this was probably our worst game this entire season. Worse than the 4-1 drubbing at the Riverside, worse than the 0-0 draw at Burton Albion. The only reason why we actually won this game was because Portsmouth played like a bunch of pussies. They had so many new players and played like 11 strangers on the pitch. If we played them in a couple of months with the same passion and desire as today, I have no doubts the result would be reversed.

If you don't believe what's been typed here, read the statistics. 16 corners to Portsmouth and 2 to us. 15 shots on goal for them and only 6 for us, of which 4 were on target and 3 went in. In fact, go watch the game and wept.

As usual, we have no midfield. The Fletcher/Giggs and Fletcher/Smith combination doesn't work, hasn't worked and probably wouldn't ever work. We were giving the ball away the entire game. Ronaldo, despite 2 really well taken goals and a freekick that rattled the bar, was absolutely hopeless at finding a teammate. Same said for Park, Rooney and Ruud.

I shudder to think what would happen if an injury happens to Edwin VDS. Right now, for the record, I'm stating that I have absolutely no confidence in Tim Howard. Some of his clearances were horrible, and for some inexplicable reason, he chooses to punch most balls coming his way rather than catch them. He made some really good saves in the game, but his lack of confidence scares the shit outta me.

We have no left back. Since Mr Dependable (Dennis Irwin) left this club, we have no left back. O'Shea looked good for one season then faded away. Heinze looked really good until he got injuried. After his injury, we were screwed in that position. Silves and Evra are pathetic. Richardson had his moments, but not enough. Fortune is injuried. I only hope is Bardsley, but he plays better on the right. So effectively we're screwed until Heinze returns, hopefully he returns as the same guy.

Perhaps the only bright spot today is that Rio, Brown and Vidic played their socks off. But of course if the defenders had a better than average game, it only goes to show what a crap team performance it was. The good thing the keeper isn't the man of the match.

I can only hope to put this week behind me and focus on next week. Bring on Liverpool, and let's hope they don't find their scoring boots!