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Date: Tue Oct 27 00:14:18 GMT+00:00 1998
Mail: barry@www.red11.org

This Issue:
1. Survey Results + new Survey #25 
3. Trip Diary Part 3a (Epic in Length and not for the weak of heart)
5. Fergie's Squad System - Guardian
6. Goals - mins in play


Daily RED Trivia  Tue 27th October:

27/10/1928: Harry Rowley made his United debut at Huddersfield Town. Rowley scored
19 goals in his second spell at Old Trafford in 1936 and won a Second Division
Championship medal. A shrewd forward, he scored 55 goals in 180 appearances 
between 1928-37.

27/10/1976: United beat Newcastle United 7-2 at Old Trafford in the League Cup 4th round
watched by 52,002. Gordon Hill 3, Jimmy Nicholl, Stewart Houston, Steve Coppell
and Stuart Pearson scored for the Reds. Team was: Stepney, Nicholl, Albiston, Daly,
B.Greenhoff, Houston, Coppell, McIlroy, Pearson (McGrath), Macari, Hill.


Barry Daily Comment:  
Survey results today, Alex will be playing the big guns v Bury on Wednesday!
D-day at Houses of Parliament on Wednesday


Next 4 games: 
Result/Fixture Index:

Wed 28/10 Bury      (H) LC (Worthington Cup)
Sat 31/10 Everton   (A) PL 
Wed  4/11 Brondby   (H) CL 19.45
Sun  8/11 Newcastle (H) PL
Wed 11/11 L.Cup 4th round?
Sat 14/11 Blackburn (H)  PL

UNITED Stats v Derby are here:


Date        Opposition                        Score   Pos.   Attend.
15/08/98    Leicester City           Home     D  2-2    11    55,052
22/08/98    West Ham United          Away     D  0-0    11    26,039
09/09/98    Charlton Athletic        Home     W  4-1     9    55,147
12/09/98    Coventry City            Home     W  2-0     5    55,193
20/09/98    Arsenal                  Away     L  0-3    10    38,142
24/09/98    Liverpool                Home     W  2-0     3    55,181
03/10/98    Southampton              Away     W  3-0     2    15,251
17/10/98    Wimbledon                Home     W  5-1     2    55,265
24/10/98    Derby County             Away     D  1-1     2    30,867

Champions league: 21/10             
Brondby 2-6 Man Utd
Bayern  1-0 Barcelona
Table as at 21/10:
    GROUP D P  W  D  L  GF  GA  Pts 
ManUnited   3  1  2  0   11  7  5     Next "CL" Match
BMünchen    3  1  1  1   4   5  4   Man Utd v Brondby OT 4/11
Barcelona   3  1  1  1   5   4  4 
Brøndby     3  1  0  2   2   9  3 


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Subject: Survey Results + new Survey #25 Who is UNITED's MVP so far this season? David Beckham 64 36.8% ******** Dwight Yorke 28 16.1% Gary Neville 24 13.8% Ryan Giggs 19 10.9% Roy Keane 12 6.9% Peter Schmeichel 8 4.6% Jesper Blomqvist 7 4.0% Andy Cole 4 2.3% Paul Scholes 3 1.7% Wes Brown 1 0.6% Ronny Johnsen 1 0.6% Nick Culkin 1 0.6% Jordi Cruyff 1 0.6% Alex Notman 1 0.6% Total: 174 votes 100.0% Barry Comment: A clear winner by a mile this week! Seems we all agree on our young superstar of the future, David will improve all the time with his maturity. Dwight Yorke 2nd? Well ok he has made a great start! New Survey: What do you think of UNITED's young defender Wes Brown? Very Good Good Satisfactory Below Average Should play for City Vote At: http://www.red11.org/mufc/survey/netlanesurvey.htm How to subscribe MUFC Hon. Executive CP Cheah Webmasters: Barry Leeming & Bill McArthur Graphics: Sam Hayward Stats: Paul Hinson Site Design Diana Low Webmaster Mail: barry@www.red11.org Url: http://www.red11.org World of Manchester United Football Club.
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Subject: FERGUSON CALLS ON BIG GUNS (Sporting-Life) To: MUFC@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU FERGUSON CALLS ON BIG GUNS Alex Ferguson plans his traditional changes for Manchester United's Worthington Cup clash with Bury on Wednesday but his line-up is likely to be the envy of most managers. The Old Trafford chief normally turns to his fringe players for the League Cup but this time the 'shadow' side will include many full internationals. Norwegian World Cup stars Henning Berg and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer are expected to play and Ronny Johnsen could also be included. He is back in training after an ankle ligament injury. Jordi Cruyff also looks certain to start the game after scoring against Derby on Saturday. England's Nicky Butt could figure after missing three games through suspension and Phil Neville is also expected to start. Teddy Sheringham could be included if he has recovered from a calf strain. Ferguson may also throw in Sweden's Jesper Blomqvist but Wes Brown will be rested after four first-team appearances.
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From: Sean Hennessey Subject: Trip Diary Part 3a (Epic in Length and not for the weak of heart) Here goes more fun and mayhem in England with the Reds (and a Welsh Fool) ********* 'Fear and Loathing in Cardiff Central' Friday (after the Fools Match): Got up a little later than usual, Andy, Sarah and the kids were off, and I started preparing to leave Manchester, with the vow that I was bloody well going to the Megastore that day and *be* a tourist for a bit. I had gifts to get, kits to peruse, and what not. Andy rang and said he'd give me a bit of a tour after we brought some IMUSA letter head to Pauline for her to continue printing out letters to MPs and what not. The Megastore didn't dissapoint. Never in my entire life have I been in something that made me not want to buy anything more apart from the traditional US Shopping Mall. Commercialism run rampant, I felt innundated and forced to purchase and decisively unhappy. This is a side of football I didn't like. I admit to being an easy touch, I like my toys (I've got my little Keano and Choccy statues, Eric posters, whatnot), but I felt I was having the blasted new crest stuffed down my throat, and the only thing that knocked me out of this was finding the Euro Jersey, the only damn thing in the shop with the old crest on it (and it had Keane 16 on the back to boot!). After spending what felt like years buying a Keano t-shirt for the flatmate and something for DA, I choose in an emotional cave in to commerce the new home jersey, had 'em stick Scholes on the back, and went off to meet Andy who'd decided wisely to do something else and not come in. I did manage to fight the urge to get the shaving kit though... :) Soon it was time for me to hit the train rails, as I was heading off that evening to Cardiff to meet on of my closest friends, and devout drinking buddy, Tyrone. One institution I'm quite fond of is that of selling beer on the train, though now I debate the intelligence of that, for it has two nice little drawbacks - it assumes that one's ability to say 'no' is stronger than mine ever will be, and that one's managed a morsel of food since the chips and curry at Macari's the night before. Lacking moral fibre and dietary as well, I powed into the pints of bitter like there was no tomorrow, and enjoyed a comfortable numb trip, somehow contriving to not read or listen to music the entire 3 and 1/2 hour trip into Cardiff Central. I guess I wanted to concentrate the fullest on my bitters... :) So, 3 and a 1/2 hours and 6 or so pints of bitter later, I arrived starving in Cardiff where I met Ty, a cheerful strapping Welsh Lad of my build only bigger (the lad could have a future as a Centre in American Football, but somehow contrived to have speed and is a damn fine left winger), who'd been putting the injury-time between work and my arrival in at the half-price happy hour, so our reunion was a joy to not behold. I felt sorry for the poor innocent Welsh who had to hear us yelling, watch us punching each other (He's also a Fools supporter, I forget to add), and them putting rivalry on it's head, walk off into the sunset to find a Burger King for me to add an island of food to the ocean of bitter in my stomach. Most of the nights a blur, but I'm fairly sure we ended up at this pub in Cardiff we used to frequent in a different life of mine, rounds lasting about 10 minutes, before we were politly told to 'turn it down or f**k' by the bouncers. Seems we scared the life out of a clutch of backpacking American neo-Reaganite women talking politics (I thought we were well on the pull, but I guess my screaming and Ty's insessant hitting the table, sending lager everywhere, was deemed unappropriate). A few rounds went in celebration of this, and we were off to Ty's company's party. A quick stop at the hotel pub, where I came out with the coup of the trip, a nice clean Boddingtons ashtray (and two strained ankles. It was pissing down and I fell down the stairs going into the pub!). Ty'd had the first strategic chunder of the night, preparatory for the celebrations (and free food) of the party above. Somehow, they let us past the gate and we got into the party. Dissapointment rang around as we noted all the food was snapped up by them nasty nearly sober workers, so we made do with a dance about on the floor, where we knocked into a specky wee git who decided to have a go at us. Ty and I are standing there, giggling and half-heartedly mutter 'well, come on then' as this 5'4", bespctacled and bearded gent was desperately calmed down and led away by his terrified wife, and we decided to celebrate with another round, which Ty rudely interupted by chundering in front the bar (they were most professional, one led him to the bogs, the other got the tea towels out and it was never to be seen again). I went and sat with our round until Ty was back, we launched into the pints, and I frankly can't remember much else apart from them only wanting to sell me pints after that (Ty was now persona-non-grata). We decided around 2 to call it a night, and stumbled off to find a taxi to takes to Maes-Y-Cywmmr, the village about 40 minutes out of Cardiff Ty calls home, and I started the strategic in vein preporation for the long ride. No good, five minutes in the cab and the both of us were out doing the 'drunkard's two-step' (that's the one with the one foot firmly on the ground whilst the other leaps back and forth trying desperately for stability) and decorating Cardiff's lawns. I believe this happened a number of times until, for some odd reason, about 9 miles out of Caerphilly, on a stranded and lonely corner of the A495 (I think), Ty decided to grab my bag out of the car and send him on his way. Never was sure why he did this, I was settling in quite well by this point, but Ty was having problems, which set me off again, and there you go. We struggled in the lashing rain for about 5 miles, me vowing to use what little financial weight I carried, to find a sodding hotel and get my head down (and this 2 ton bag off my shoulder). Noticing the sign saying 4 miles to Caerphilly and knowing we weren't nearly half way to Maes-Y, I decided to drop the damn bag and have a kip right there on the shoulder. I hunched down, using the bag as a pillow, and the rain as a blanket whilst Ty kicked me and told me to get up (not in those terms!:). Eventually I rose, but by this point a helpful cabbie stopped and away we went. I'm not sure when, how, and what state I hit the bed in Maes-Y, only about 20 minutes later, but I did and there you go... Sat: Up with the crack of 10 to try and get to some bloody football. Ty may be a fools supporter, but you can't say anything against his dedication to the game, and we decided to go and see SwanseaCity play Southend United as Cardiff City, both our preferences, was away that day. After a long trip to Swansea (but a happy one, as I discovered that the 'poem', 'Ambition is Critical' (an answer to Dylan Thomas' note that Swansea lacked drive), that was so happily ripped the piss out of in Twin Town, was real), we got a cab to the Vetch, bought tickets, and went in. This was my test for the Southampton match (If I could get a ticket that is). If Swansea could win, I wasn't a jynx after all... Somethings to be said for third division football: The game's (at least this one) is not as dire as you'd expect, the ground still has terracing (though as we didn't know this we'd bought seats), and you can get a ticket for a tenner on match day. The place, which holds 14,000, was comfortably full, and the Wlsh we're in proud mode, so we had a good laugh. The best thing was the Swans winning a decisive 5-2, which was made all the more fun for 2 sending offs against Southend, one in the first half and the second in the dying stages of the second half. I'll never forget the second as one Southend player was shown his second yellow for having a verbal go at a woman PC standing by the players tunnel (he had a quick exit point, I guess). A steward was manfully standing up for her, and as the player made his exit, he had a go at the steward, who just turned around and went 'Come ooooonnnn then'. As we were just by the tunnel, this was a nice bit of entertainment (along with the Welsh humour in full force ripping the piss out of Southend's number 3). Player sh*tted himself down the tunnel, and the ref sent the steward off, to a standing ovation from the Welsh lads. After this it was off back to Maes-Y and the comfort of a pub crawl about there and Ystrid-Mynach while we moaned about the lack of interest any of the Welsh women showed in us. A bout of a videoed Match of the Day (where I watched with glee as Ty writhe in pain at the highlights of the Fools match). Bed. Sunday: Up with the crack of 10 again to be one of the 10 person crowd (including manager and 2 subs) watching Maes-Y do a decisive win over some other small Welsh village, ending 8-2 or something like that. Some good football was played, and I was quite cheered that the near hat-trick hero (3rd disallowed for offsides) was nearly as fat and ugly as me! Now I understoof how big Ty rated as such a good left winger! (He used to play for Maes-Y. As the 5th slotted in, one of the Maes-Y lads, who'd been taken off at halftime, sang 'You're not singing anymore' at the manager and two subs who made up the visitors' 'away end'. We whiled the time running about the rugby pitch next to it, or in the woods, trying to fetch the clearance kicks for the lads (one ball was lost to the swamps and nettles). The Welsh Weather gods smiled on us and allowed us a lull in rain so we were only moderately soaking as we made our way back to Ty's mum's for Sunday dinner. Then I was off back to London and visiting more Reds. (One quick note, Ty had left his wallet in the second cab on the night of the 'Destruction and Technicolouring of Cardiff'. We were quite embarrassed to return from Maes-Y to find his mother on the phone with the driver in question, discussing the 'state we were in'. Luckily she understands the value of a frequent, erm, airing of the souls...:). Oh, and Maes-Y laid any doubts I had left about being a jynx, so leave me alone Paul... :) I also found on my arrival calls from both Linda and Andy to let me know they'd gotten me a ticket to Soton! Seems the great and gentle Nick Clay decided I should be able to go and gave up the one Linda had already offered to him. Linda, who is now officially my patron saint, asked for Humph's address to send it to and gave me the welcome news that I'd be sitting next to the one and only Paul 'You're a Jynx' Windridge! With only the sick fear that I'd have to bring a step ladder to peer over his head at the other side of the pitch, I rang up Linda and offered her a river of wine and a forest of flowers, but had to make do with her only accepting a pint in the next round... She's a diamond, as we all know well. ************ Coming up in Trip Diary 3b, More London and a meet with Pat Jennings '1998 was a bad year for English football. It was the year David Beckham was villified.' ******************************************************************************* Sean Hennessey, President of Boston Reds, http://members.tripod.com/~boston_reds/ Member and co-admin of the Red Devils list: red-devils@pipeline.com e-mail: suggs@tiac.net or giggs@tiac.net ICQ: 9288628
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Subject: UNITED AT LAST * * * * * * * * * * UNITED AT LAST At last the big guns decide to speak out against BSkyB's takeover of Manchester United. Tony Banks, one man you might have expected to put his foot in his mouth some time ago told the Financial Times today that "there are dangers inherent in allowing football clubs to be bought up as commercial commodities." Not only that but Karel van Miert, the EU's competition minister, told L'Equipe: "I feel there is a problem. I am receiving a lot of letters from Manchester United fans asking me to intervene." He added that the EU must do something to stop European sport following the money-takes-all American approach. Great news. The only problem? Manchester United shareholders cast their votes on the deal at three o'clock this afternoon. Shareholders who are against Murdoch are unlikely to hold sway over the financial institutions who hold the extra 60 per cent of shares needed by BSkyB to become owners of the club. Only a recommendation to the Monopolies and Mergers Commission can stop the process now, and News International favourite Peter Mandelson is belived to have already ruled that out. Too late, too late was the cry. * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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From: Dave Menashe Subject: Fergie's Squad System - Guardian Biggest secret of Alex's squad Sunday October 25, 1998 One of Alex Ferguson's greatest managerial achievements is also one of the most under-appreciated - the way he keeps his big squad intact. United can travel to Pride Park with internationals Cruyff, Blomqvist, Scholes and Berg on the bench and without a place in the 16 for Teddy Sheringham, David May, Ronny Johnsen, Denis Irwin and Solskjaer. Money alone is not the explanation. Players of that calibre could earn comparable or superior wages anywhere in Europe. Nor is the mystique and prestige of wearing the red shirt the answer. Enough freezing cold February reserve team fixtures will test the resolve of even the most dedicated professional, whatever the name on the club crest. The answer lies more in Ferguson himself and his unrivalled man management. Youngsters are cuddled and cajoled into accepting that patience is a football virtue, that their chance will come, and even accept that their initial first-team exposure will be fleeting. That fate presumably awaits right-back Wes Brown, who marked his third consecutive start with a promising display on a day that saw United fall below their recent high standards. Senior players, meanwhile, buy into Fergie's doctrine that the massed-squad system is for the individual, as well as the collective, good. The current United squad is voting with its loyalty. In the early Eighties Villa won the championship using 14 players. Ferguson will use that many in two games. There is another reason for such a united front, of course. Ferguson keeps such tight control on media access to his club that the chance of any remotely dissatisfied player airing his grievance is practically non-existent. The last established player to do so was Andrei Kanchelskis. His United career was over soon after. Despite yesterday's setback, it is that strength in depth and unity which makes United arguably the British team best equipped to conduct successful simultaneous campaigns at home and in Europe. Manchester United - The Legend - http://manunited.net
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From: Mark Armstrong Subject: goals - mins in play Very interesting reading, Jordi plays for 60 mins so far this season and scores 2 goals Player MinsPlay Sub Bench LeagueGoals Yellows Reds Keane, Roy 810 0 0 0 2 0 Yorke, Dwight 770 0 0 5 0 0 Beckham, David 765 0 0 2 1 0 Stamm, Jap 675 0 0 0 2 0 Neville, Gary 660 0 0 0 0 0 Schmeichel, Peter 630 0 0 0 0 0 Giggs, Ryan 586 0 0 1 1 0 Neville, Philip 562 1 2 0 2 0 Irwin, Denis 495 0 0 1 0 0 Cole, Andy 473 2 1 3 1 0 Butt, Nicky 416 2 0 0 0 1 Scholes, Paul 390 2 2 1 1 0 Blomqvist, Jesper 363 2 1 0 0 0 Johnsen, Ronny 358 0 0 1 1 0 Berg, Henning 260 3 4 0 0 0 Solskjaer, Ole Gunna 227 0 3 2 0 0 Brown, Wesley 192 1 0 0 0 0 Van Der Gouw, Raimon 180 0 5 0 0 0 Sheringham, Teddy 73 4 0 1 1 0 Cruyff, Jordi 60 3 1 2 0 0 Curtis, John 16 1 0 0 0 0 Culkin, Nick 0 0 2 0 0 0 May, David 0 0 2 0 0 0 Wilson, Mark 0 0 1 0 0 0 Clegg, Micheal 0 0 0 0 0 0 Nevland, Eric 0 0 0 0 0 0 Mulryne, Philip 0 0 0 0 0 0 Casper, Chris 0 0 0 0 0 0 © Webs End http://www.webs-end.ndirect.co.uk/otb/otb.htm
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