F*** me, what a load of s***! Ruben Amorim's having a proper mare, ain't he? The bellend's gone and lost to Everton at home, making Man United look like a bunch of muppets. Fourth league defeat of the season, mate. Unwanted top-flight history, the lot. F****** horrific.
Just when you thought Amorim's lads had turned a corner, they go and c*** it up again. Everton becoming the first team in Premier League history to beat Man United with ten men at Old Trafford? Taking the p***, that is.
Gueye's moment of madness
Gueye's sending off was a proper head-scratcher. Slapping Michael Keane? What's that all about, you mug? Of course, it's a straight red. You can't just go around slapping your own teammates, you fuck*** idiot. And then Jordan Pickford's practically shoving Gueye down the tunnel? Embarrassing.
Amorim's blunders
But let's talk about Amorim, shall we? The man's made some right strange decisions. Sticking with the 3-4-3 despite having a man advantage? What's that about? And then not changing it throughout the whole match? F****** hell, mate.
United created fuck all. Apart from that one unbelievable save from Pickford to deny Joshua Zirkzee, he didn't have much to do, did he? It's like the positivity around Old Trafford's just been sapped away with this one defeat.
Next up, Crystal Palace away. Can't see that going well, can you? F****** shambles, this Man United team. Sort it out, Amorim, you muppet.
