Sunday, May 2, 2010

Que Sera, Sera


Steve Gerrr-rard, Gerrr-rard
Whatever will be, will be
He kisses the badge upon his chest
And puts in a transfer request

Like the Doris Day serenade that greets the Liverpool Captain when he visits Old Trafford, whatever will be, will be.

It's no secret that many Liverpool supporters hoped they'd lose to Chelsea today, and after Gerrard's gift-wrapped back-pass, you wondered if the Liverpool Captain still held a soft spot for the club he once courted, albeit briefly.

Ah, but players are too competitive, too ego-driven to ever throw a match, we reasoned, after Chelsea's victory at Anfield.

But, if you wanted to do it, Gerrard's dreadful effort would be EXACTLY how you'd do it.

Before Drogba's goal, the match had a similar feel to several we've seen both in the EPL and Champion's League in recent history between these sides. It's not a far-fetched assumption that the game would become yet another nil-nil draw.

But afterwards, Pool fell like a house of cards and demonstrated exactly why they sit seventh in the EPL, a distinct level below this season's top four.

You suspect big changes are afoot at Anfield, with the potential for a new owner, new manager, and several key departures over the Summer. The deflated Anfield air bordered on the surreal, with the feeling they are indeed walking alone toward the exits.

Contrast this scenario with the prospects surrounding Manchester United, who seek a historic fourth-consecutive and history-breaking nineteenth top-flight English title.

So, what will be?

As a United supporter, you couldn't help but wonder, though, if Chelsea's victory would have any impact on the match today at Sunderland, who had only lost to Aston Villa and Chelsea at home thus far this campaign.

But, an astute observer would also know that United have never lost to a Steve Bruce managed side.

News of Rooney's inclusion in the starting lineup lifted team spirits, as the Red Devils went right at the Black Cats straight away. United played with a sense of urgency and were by far the better side today. If it weren't for some poor finishing, as Berbatov missed 3 golden chances himself, United could have easily walked away today two or three goals to the good.

Ah, but what will be, will be.

Today's title-related matches would continue in the domain of the surreal, as United’s missed chances were typically followed by a Black Cat set-piece aimed at the United goal.

No fewer than five corners and many fouls awarded just outside of the area in the last quarter hour provided that strange feeling like it would definitely cost United.

Yet, Sunderland looked less and less likely to score with each additional opportunity that presented itself, with all three Black Cat strikers in incredibly poor form.

Today's match at the Stadium of Light seemed destined to finish 1-0 to United, thereby keeping United's slim hopes of the history-maker alive into the final week of the season.

Indeed, the future's not ours to see.
But, unfortunately, it may have been sealed by one, Stevie G.
Que Sera, Sera.

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Back at you after the season finale. Cheers.

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