Loved Up On Fergie

Today, there seems to be a lot of ass kissing aimed at the behind of our glorious leader. Even I'm doing it.

Martinez, the Wigan FC manager, backtracked from his earlier rant about Fergie being 'too powerful' and a 'bully' and started grovelling uncontrollably with a long drawn out series of phone calls and a public apology: "I've got the utmost respect for Sir Alex Ferguson...Sir Alex is probably the best manager in the world."

Similarly, the love bug has even spread to the evil United hating Journos

Jeff Powell writing in the Mail today went all out in praise: "And Fergie is the mightiest manager, no matter how bitterly the world outside Manchester United begrudges the dominance exerted by this craggy old Scot over the game England invented." in an article entitled: Sir Alex Ferguson lost top spot at Liverpool and is now public enemy No 1 with referees, but let's remember that he is ... STILL THE GREATEST

Meanwhile still no news on Benitez congratulating Fergie on last year historic league title.

Gotta Love our Away Support

As the Barnsley fan ran onto the pitch and made a tit of himself, the United away end chanted 'Fergie Sign Him Up, Fergie Fergie Sign Him Up'.

Andy Goram tells Fergie to F' off

Andy Goram recounts the story behind his brief spell at United:

Walter Smith. He was manager of Everton at the time and warned me to keep my phone on because someone was going to ring me.

"What is it, gaffer? You got a job for me?" I asked. "Just keep your f*****g phone on," he growled.

Now I was starting to wonder what was going on. I suspected I was about to get the p*** taken out of me.

Two minutes later, the phone rang again. "Goalie, it's Alex Ferguson here. We've got Bayern Munich on Wednesday and Liverpool at the weekend. Barthez is injured and Raimond van der Gouw is struggling. I need you to come down on loan until the end of the season."

I said: "Coisty, f*** off". And put the phone down. Ally could do Sir Alex perfectly. I wasn't falling for that old one.

The phone rang again and I told Miriam to answer it this time.

"Miriam, this is Alex Ferguson, and you can tell that fat b*****d he's got ten seconds to say aye or naw."

It really was him. I thought I was dreaming.

I'd been playing football for 20 years, and there had been many great moments.

But I don't think many come close to that call from Sir Alex Ferguson.

(Extract from the Sun)