Moody Mourinho plus a lot of love for Iceland while karma calls on other nations.

IF a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it still make a sound?

If you don’t talk to your pet in your special pet voice, do you really have a pet?

If Jose Mourinho says black is white, are the rest of us colour blind?

Liverpool versus Manchester United is meant to be a blood and guts classic, full of pride

and passion with tackles flying in and red mist descending.

For a second year in a row Jose has taken his side to Anfield and played ultra-defensive, boring anti-football.

Two games, 180 minutes of football, two shots on target. This weekend the Reds had 65% possession and 19 shots to United’s 35% and one.

Remember this is a side who went into the clash joint top and had scored 21 goals in seven matches against a much-maligned defence who had conceded 12 and had won just once in seven games.

David De Gea made a world-class save otherwise more may have been made of the way a team with title aspirations approached this game.

After the game the Portuguese actually uttered these words – with a straight face – ‘I was waiting for Jurgen to change to go more attacking.’

Mourinho talks so much bull that he is living proof that manure can sprout legs and walk.


DEAR Wales, you started it . . . love karma.

The Republic of Ireland were victorious in Cardiff and left a nation of Dragons feeling more Viserion (cold and dead) than Drogon or Rhaegal.

It means the Boys in Green keep their World Cup hopes alive with a play-off against Denmark, while The Boyos in Red are busy swallowing a huge dose of pride.

During the last Euros a video did the rounds of the Gareth Bale & Co celebrating wildly when England were KO’d by Iceland.

Proving their sense of humour only goes one way the Welsh then hypocritically complained that the Irish had ‘over-celebrated’ after last week’s game.

They should have just shrugged it off. It’s no bad thing to act that way – I get most of my daily exercise by shrugging.


During that game there was also an incredible rare sight in the sporting– Roy Keane smiling. Yes the perma-scowling, slightly frightening former Manchester United star was jumping for joy on the sidelines.


Usually Keane not only wears his grumpy pants but the whole outfit with socks to match but not this time. Although seeing a man usually so dour that happy does leave you feeling a little uneasy

Talking of Iceland they held their own party after becoming the smallest nation to ever reach a WC Finals.

And everyone loved their expression of jubilation – much like every other nation adores their Viking war chant and thunder clap and wishes they had invented it.

Half the country turned up and performed it for that tournament’s homecoming party and they were cheering on the streets of Reykjavik last Monday too.

The 2-0 win over Kosovo saw Heimir Hallgrimsson’s men top Group I after also seeing off the challenges of Croatia, Ukraine, Turkey and Finland.

It may stem from their climate but Icelanders are truly the coolest people on the planet. I’ve even decided to support them instead our lot in Russia. So it just leaves me to say ‘It’s coming home, it’s coming home fótbolti er að koma heim!’


AND finally ’tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers – sorry wrong Shakespeare!


Craig – not William – was given a brief taste of top-flight management after Leicester sacked him just four months after he signed a three-year deal to take the job on a permanent basis.


City are in the drop zone and have not won any of their last six league matches – the 53-year-old has certainly left the Foxes in a hole.


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