What did I post during the World Cup, when a bunch of charlatans disguised as England internationals feebly attempted to pass themselves off as a national side? That Rooney would be back to his best the second he put a Utd shirt on, tearing around like a demented Duracell bunny and playing the football that prompted them to pay so much for him in the first place. Well, he's done exactly that in the Charity Shield, for fucks' sake, the very first possible competitive opportunity he had to do so. That is just taking the piss. He needs to think very, very hard before he criticises England fans again, when all he's doing is displaying the very attributes which made his 'performances' such an utter let-down in July.
A word on Hernandez, as well. How to endear yourself to a football public which is divided between people who 'support' Man Utd and people who loathe them. (Genuine season ticket holders at Old Trafford can consider themselves excluded from the quote marks around the word support.) Score the first goal by clearing the ball onto your own face, watching it trickle apologetically over the line before running off celebrating like you'd done it on purpose and then, the thing I hate most in footballers, kissing the badge of the club you've been with for a matter of weeks. I can tell I'm going to love him...
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