With just an ounce of good fortune Cardiff would have won
tonight. maybe half an ounce, maybe just a nano grain.Game all over in the first half.
Cardiff hit the woodwork twice. Chris Foy lacked the guts to
give a clear penalty right before his eyes. Chances galore, but most important
Cardiff looked rampant in attack. Noone the star maybe, but Mutch creating
loads of opportunities with his driving runs.
So whisper it to yourself.
No luck.
No fortune.
Not at any
time in the match.
Loads of skill. Positive energy. A threat at all times. But
no luck. We worked for everything we achieved. Nothing was given to us by the fates.
Without fortune you are nothing in sport. If the ball won’t spin your
way it just won’t happen. Can’t happen, will not happen.
A kind word to man who has endured many unkind words: Ben
Turner was outstanding. It is easy to forget that his last ditch tackling and
no nonsense approach erarned us points last season and will do so this season.
Good on you Ben from someone who has denigrated you as much as anyone.
Had we played like this against Swansea it would have been a
different match.
But now we go into games expecting NOT to win.
Solsjkaer needs a black cat, and he needs one quickly.
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