Fabrizio Romano on Antonio Conte:
"There is a feeling within the industry that #mufc are 'scared' of Conte.
He just goes and says the reality, he's a serial winner but brutal.
I think this is exactly what United need. You need to understand the real problems instead of just hiding." [@FabrizioRomano]
Just spent 1.6m coins on opening packs because EA have absolutely fucked the game with 95 depth. Best I got was Kane and Haaland, both incredibly shite.
Special mention to the one promo I got in Bieroff. Decent 🥴 what a shambles of a game.
Glad to be off it. Roll On GTA!
On the day the Allies landed in Normandy, the man in charge of defending it was 500 miles away at his wife's birthday party.
Erwin Rommel had spent months turning the French coast into a death trap. Millions of mines. Beach obstacles. Bunkers. Poles planted in open fields to rip apart gliders. He was convinced the whole war would be decided on the beaches, and he said the first 24 hours of an invasion would be the longest day.
In early June 1944, the weather over the English Channel was awful. Wind, rain, rough seas. German meteorologists said no invasion was coming anytime soon. The Allies couldn't possibly cross in that.
So Rommel made a decision. His wife Lucie's birthday was June 6. He had bought her a pair of shoes in Paris. On June 4, he got in his car and drove home to Germany.
He wasn't the only one who relaxed. Several senior German commanders in Normandy left their posts for a war game exercise in Rennes. Some units were stood down. The beaches were being watched by men who'd been told to expect nothing.
What the Germans didn't know was that Allied weather officers, with better data from the Atlantic, had spotted a short break in the storm. Eisenhower took the gamble.
Just after midnight on June 6, paratroopers started dropping behind the beaches. At dawn, the largest amphibious invasion in history hit the coast.
Rommel didn't get the call until the next morning. By the time he made it back to his headquarters, it was night. The longest day was almost over and he'd spent most of it in a car.
It got worse for the Germans. The strongest panzer divisions nearby were under Hitler's personal control, and they couldn't move without his approval. Hitler had been up late and was asleep. His staff didn't want to wake him over what might just be a diversion. The armor sat waiting for hours, and it wasn't released until the afternoon.
By the end of the day, more than 150,000 Allied troops were ashore.
Would Rommel being there have changed everything? Nobody can say for sure. But the one German general who understood exactly what had to happen on that first day was at home watching his wife open a box of shoes.
Manager comes in to take training whilst the media are briefed he is about to be sacked.
The lack of care is not only disrespectful but it is levels of incompetence you wouldn’t see at any other club.
Rotten way to treat a former player too by the way.
‘Best in class.’
Carrick and Solskjaer could sit in the away end on 22/11 at Anfield and would be universally welcomed and loved. They will be remembered as iconic figures of this club, who won the lot and gave all they had as world class footballers and poorly-equipped managers.
The bastard owners and suits who appointed them, let them down and sacked them on the other hand, would need a police escort to sit among the supporters. Not that they’d want to because they don’t give a fuck about the fans of the club or the club itself.
Change must be forced and if the club has to suffer the indignity of dropping into the Championship to get there, so be it. It’s a small price to pay to get the rats out.