I HATE West Ham United. I hate the fact that there fans seem to think they have a divine right to stay in the Premiership and I hate the fact that when we had the chance to put them out of it last season, we played like our boots were made out of treacle. I hate them because whatever their season is like up to the time they play us, if they have a chance to trip us up they will take it.They like to think they have a voodoo over us and who can argue, after all the dents have given us along the way. Kenny Brown’s goal and one moment of glory for the relegated team that suddenly turned into Brazil for the game against us, 1995, last year, take your pick. Last year really didn’t hurt us that much, it would have been nice to relegate them for all that they had done to us, but we did pinch their one and only decent player so call that even. They think they won the world cup, they think their academy is a dynasty and their style of play is essential to the Premier League.
If it were all one the line in one game, the opponents were West Ham, the venue was Upton Park and we had to collect a win to be crowned the best team in the Universe, you can bet a fair wedge that West Ham would play their best performance ever and crow about how they screwed us over once again. Sir Alex said as much a few years ago about Leeds, that for some teams you’d think it was more important to get a result against United to stop them winning the league, than anything else. West Ham United is one of those teams.
“When that happens, particularly when the team is motivated against you, you are going to get a hard day, and we had a hard day.”
SIR ALEX FERGUSON YESTERDAY
Yet friends the United of Old Trafford is made of stern stuff. Defeat is never terminal, success is never permanent. We will not finish the year on top of the league like we would have wanted to but the damage is only minor and this defeat has come at a time in the season where form can be recovered. We just have to play better, dear God we must play better.So as you see I do have an irrational hatred of West Ham United, but it is based rationally on a set of circumstances and results that really stick in the throat both when they happened and now. I make no apologies for raking over the West Ham subject once again because you can bet the bubble blowers will be dining out on yesterdays result for some time.