manchester united 3 liverpool 0

before i gloat, i think i need to confess that steve bennett really seemed a bit harsh on liverpool in sending off mascherano.

after doing so, it's time to relish. it's not often i relish about man utd's wins cos there is no need to it can get boring i am usually lazy to do so.

but when facing bitter rivals, it's difficult to not relish it, especially in the name of the team that starts and ends with L. but victory isn't as sweet as it should be.......

prior to the match, atashi tried to disturb a total of 3 liverpool fans and got needled back good and proper. but it was all in good stride lah.

during the match, the scoring by wes brown and sending off of mascherano fired things up aplenty. both seemed unlikely to take place: with the unlikely goal scorer in the form of wes brown and the unlikely display of temper during volatile times like this in the form of mascherano. as if it isn't already clear that the FA is being more anal than ever, he had to go get a second yellow card by adding fire to their anus. silence is golden and there isn't quite any other occasion that warrants the virtue of silence as much as this. to quote the commentator: he practically talked himself into the second yellow card. from then on, if we were to imagine this graphically, it was uphill for man utd and downhill for liverpool all the way for both.

before liverpool fans start to say i am being hypocritical, my first reaction was shock that mascherano got sent off because it would mean that man utd's best rival was no longer competing on equal ground with man utd. the pride of winning good and proper is no more.

if we get this scoreline with a 11-men liverpool, we will be so totally justified to gloat. taking the home ground advantage and 1-0 lead aside, both sides will have equal strength to continue the battle which would then ensure an outcome that is justified. but with that costly sending off, despite the feeling of exhilaration at the scoring of 2 more goals from the no. 7 brat and nani, the feeling was also very much tinged with a feeling of being a big bully, which i so hate to feel like.

therefore, one comment nearing the end of the match by the commentator ended on this quote "...theatre of dreams, but not for liverpool" best sums the match up, though it will apply to every other team that lost/will lose at old trafford. then again, i don't think there will be any other match at old trafford that will be this controversial, at least not in a while i guess.

steve bennett's end whistle was met with huge cheering of the home fans, and i wonder how many felt the same like me right now, wishing that the gloat can be right at maximum, and not at the not-here-not-there level of glee. maybe once the euphoria died down for the rest of those who are still over the moon, the reality will hit when they come back to earth. that is, if it even matters to them.

well, to have such a goal difference over liverpool in any match is definitely a happy outcome and there is no any other team that man utd loves to beat the most and vice versa, but the process is not the way that it should be in a rivalry of this kind. and because of this match, the rivalry will only worsen, in a bad way.

we want to win, but not like this.