It has been an eventful March so far hasn’t it and not one I suspect many United fans would have envisioned. I think most would have presumed we’d be out of the Champions League but hopefully into an FA Cup semi-final, with a day out at Wembley to look forward to.
Unfortunately the day out at Wembley was taken away from us by a very good Wolves side late on Saturday night when the beat us 2-1 in the FA Cup quarters-finals. I was at the game myself and although I did turn up in full voice ready to cheer the lads on, quite a few United players didn’t turn up.
In fact most of our midfielders and forwards just didn’t look at the races under the dark, wet Wolverhampton night sky. Ole went for a strong side except for my man De Gea, however the likes of Matic, Herrera, Lingard, Martial who were all on the way back from injuries were just not match fit and the game seemed to pass them by. Don’t get me wrong, they tried, but they just could not get into the game whilst a well-drilled Wolves side took full advantage.
To be fair, the Wolves players and fans were well up for the game from the off too, as the Molineux Stadium was lit up with flashing lights and flamethrowers. They were treating it as their cup final, whilst still believing they could go all the way to Wembley twice to win a fifth FA Cup and a first since 1960.
They deserved it as well, the United end seemed a little subdued compared to both Arsenal and Chelsea away in previous rounds. Was that because there was too many day trippers that had gotten tickets just to say “they were there”, whilst loads of the regular United away day travelers didn’t get tickets. I’d have to say so.
With no beer on sale in the away end then, I took to my seat about fifteen minutes before kick off and as I did I thought I’d arrived at a pop concert.
United had chances, Wolves had better ones but thankfully Sergio Romero kept us in the game with a couple of very good saves in the first-half, as well as at the beginning of the second-half. And although Romero could have done slightly better with both Wolves goals, it was poor defending and lack of intensity that allowed their goals to go in.
I was still in the away section, not many United fans were, when Rashford scored to make it 2-1, but after a quick clap at the players as they went off, I soon followed as I headed out of the ground, up the hill and back to my coach.
Gutted. I love it when United win the FA Cup, I love it when we win trophies and a realistic chance of winning one has now gone from us. I’m not blaming anyone though, that is not my style, we win together, we lose together. We’ll just have to go and win that European Cup now.