Sure, he's a diver and a crybaby who is one of the least likable Manchester United players of
all time. It was always difficult to defend him to United haters because, for all of his
considerable talent, he had the maturity of a six-year old and temperament of a diva.
To begin with, I watched today's game at a local pub surrounded by my fellow United supporters.
About sixty minutes in, they all (rather belligerently) began making their traditional excuses. We
should have been playing Chelsea, Puyol is a crybaby, Messi used HGH... all nonsense and poor
excuses for the truth: United were once again exposed as a team weaker than previously
I started to read some bits of news about today's tie between Chelsea and Barcelona, but I just
couldn't do it. I felt like I would be cheating on last night's match if I were to just move on to
another one. Instead, I've decided to stop playing the field, stay at home, and spend some time
better acquainting myself with yesterday's victory.
Heartbreak for Chelsea last night as they went out on away goals thanks to Andres Iniesta's 93rd
minute strike. It's difficult to feel sorry for them, though - Ballack's haranguing of the ref,
Terry's aggressive bleating, and worst of all Drogba's disgusting behaviour make most Englishmen
happy to seem them go.
Last night I kept thinking of the long list of reasons why we're lucky to have Frankie Hejduk, a
man in the best form of his life, still earning caps for Team USA. Then, thanks to Greg Seltzer and
Steven Goff, I remembered another reason; that he is one classy dude.
In case you haven't heard by now, Mexican assistant coach (and poor sport) Paco Ramirez slapped
Hejduk while the teams were heading into the locker room after a 2-0 US win.