As a City supporter I’ve started wearing a towel on­ my head to all the games at Wastelands, not in the­ fashion of our Arab owners, more in the fashion of a­ sex case entering or leaving court. I then wander­ round the Colin Bell End looking for a fellow Bell­ Ender to discuss “The Project” with. Most of my­ fellow Bell Enders keep saying that time is on our­ side. I suppose there’re right in a way. I’ve heard­ that if you leave a chimpanzee banging at a keyboard­ for long enough he will come up with the entire works­ of William Shakespeare eventually. But I’m not so­ sure about City becoming the best football team in­ Manchester. My fellow bitter blue moaners ( sorry, ­ “mooners “), seem to think if we win one domestic­ trophy or even one game against United, then we­ instantly become the power in football. But let’s­ face the reality of our task. We have to win the­ league title every year for the next 16 years just to­ equal them. Not to mention 3 European cups, the club­ world cup and countless FA cups. All without them­ winning anything. We also have to attract over­ seventy thousand fans to the council house for every­ home game. We can never be the first English club to­ win the European cup or the treble, because they are! ­ As for managers. They have had two of the greatest­ football managers in footballing history, and still­ have one of them. We have a girly version of Face­ from the A-Team (I suppose we could call our coaching­ staff “The Gay Team”) who’s only on a six months­ contract. Like Mark “Useless” Hughes he’ll only be­ there for two minutes, City managers have a career­ shorter than a keen suicide bomber! Yet my fellow­ bitter pals say that United are scared, I don’t think­ so, more like mildly annoyed, like a mighty lion being­ irritated by a noisy, blue bottle (sorry for­ mentioning that word Bellamy, I don’t what to bring­ back the nightmares. But if you don’t want people­ throwing beer and money at you, stop looking like a big­ issue salesman).

I think if I supported your Team I would not be calling­ my self a bell ender!!!!!
Then again maybe