Guess the atendance.

Only 4,500 United fans v Bolton, and that was an attractive game. It will be back to the early 1970s, united settled to around 3,400 in the early fl days.

In their micky mouse stadium, and the attendance o 3,000 such will include Wigan fans.

Making nonsense of the increase in fans. United fans remain as fickle as ever, only turning up too watch winning football, knowing subconsciously, and correctly, that their time is better spent in front of the box, keeping warm, and keeping the bird bath topped up.

And saving thirty quid per person watching rubbish.

While the brilliant footballer, with the divine touch, heads like Tony Hately, and dribbles past teams, Mr Loft, lives it up on something disgusting.

In the old days it was sixpence to get in, and that was just about right, you pay a fortune now.....for what?

The players suck up money while delivering trash.

Mugs. The tea was better a bag in a styrofoam cup, you could let it brew. A proper bag, not the rip off twelve leaves. Capitalism at its worse, pay top dollar for almost nowt.

Mr Loft is the proof.