We argued with you about Didier long into the night! We speculated that Ronaldo spent more time throwing himself onto the ground than winging in spectacular free-kicks from long range. We even riled a fair few of you (who are idiots no doubt) by claiming that Ashley Cole was a whinging little bastard who didn’t realise how lucky he was to have copped off with a bag of clunge so hot that she could single headedly melt the polar icecaps. You argued back – we liked that, and our difference in opinion will be shouted at each other from screen to comment box for all eternity.

However – i think that even in this debauched sweat-box, home of filthy porn, global village that is the internet – we’ll have to search long and hard to find so...

Ouch – Our Alex Ferguson is going to be livid, for in news that is likely to delight koppites across the globe, it seems that strike sensation Carlos Tevez wants to join Manchester United’s fiercest rivals Liverpool. Ouch!

It appears that the cheeky scousers have contacted Tevez’s owner Kia Joorabchian to register their interest and the Argentine is keen on the move – and with the dour scot looking unlikely to stump up the required 26 mill to keep him – moomin-faced Rafa could be locking down the Argentinean goods.

It will enable Tevez, 25, to continue living in Cheshire where his family are settled. He is not concerned by any animosity the move might cause –lets be fair, the atmosphere at United games is famously tawdry of late- as he has already stated his desire to stay, and ...

After DSOTB's recent post about Didier Drogba bought agreement and absolute consternation in equal measure *I'M NOT A MAN UTD FAN OK* - I thought we'd cheer our most vocal opposers with this charming video created by some of those cheeky types at rathergood.com...

Enjoy!

A former hero of mine, and once perhaps the most lauded talismanic talent in the top flight of English Football – precocious Zimbabwean winger Peter Ndlovu has hit a new low this week, fleeing from the law in South Africa after failing to appear in court over a maintenance battle with his ex-wife.

Notorious womaniser Peter had told the court that he was ‘probably’ not the father of singer Sharon Dee’s two sons, and promptly refused to take a paternity test, his lawyer claiming “that the Thanda Zulu Royals player could not afford to pay for them.” A DNA paternity test in South Africa costs about £182 for one child and the alleged father.

Sharon Dee divorced Ndlovu in November las...

There’s nothing like top level football for witnessing grown men hurl toys out of their pram with indignity suited only to a tiny wailing child, but while the unlucky Darren Fletcher was unfairly sent off last night and took the referees blatant idiocy with grace and patience of a saint, tonight Didier Drogba showed a whole different side of footballing temperament.

For as referee Ovrebo had to be escorted from the pitch by a platoon of stewards, Drogba was apparently bent on a physical confrontation. To compound his intimidating behaviour, the Ivory Coast international then turned to a television camera and screamed into it, describing the official as a "f----- disgrace".

What a cunt... Yeah – the referee had a stinker, but hell Drogba is beginning to bore me. Screaming like a twat is all very well in terms of passion, but why doesn’t he back it up but I don’t know... buying all the fans who turned up to Cata...

...well it was me.

But that doesn't mean that the skill-less, possibly lezzer types who play the beautiful game (badly) can't throw the odd Fellaini-esque elbow. And while the bizarrely afro-ed one tries to do it on the sly, this lovely lady ditches the subtlety in favour of all out in-your-gut elbowage. Twice.

It's late. I'm on the Easter Eggs. Man Utd are through and England look like they're conquering Europe again... This is, no doubt, good news - but for anyone sick of Champions League goals (and there have been a few over the last couple of days eh) - why not take a look at this hilarious bit of work from two magnificent UEFA stretcher bearers 'saving' a poor struggling player in his most difficult hour as he writhes helpless on the pitch.

Muppets!

So Damned United is out tomorrow – or today depending on when/where you’re reading this handsome mock up of a post – and so to celebrate, myself (Jakky Barbituates) and ‘The Manc’ have been out on the tiles, chanting Cloughie related songs and smashing back booze in a manner that the big man would only admire (we hope). I’ve always fancied myself of something of a gaffer-to-be after pwning Championship Manager games since the dawn of their existence (Swansea City from the 3^rd to the Premier League in consecutive seasons anyone?)  - Well... Come one... Most of us have eh?

Incidentally we’ve got an awesome competition coming up tomorrow, whereby you’ll be able to win some really ace Damned United merchandise – so make sure you check the blog tomorrow... But for now, I’ve just found this image that REALLY makes me want to see the film.

Here at DSOTB we love footballing characters - and they don't come much bigger in terms of characters than Brian Clough - former hero of Nottingham Forest and Derby County, and perhaps the biggest 'why wasn't he...' ever when it comes to managment of our beloved England.

 That's why - with a little push from our friend Rich who has kindly furnished us with videos, pics and various other Damned United paraphanalia - we're going to turn Darkside into a bit of a homage to the great man over the next few days, and along with some of our favourite other oleole.com sites - treat you to something of a Cloughiethon.

Peter Morgan, scriptwriter, said of the original book "It deals with themes I love: Alcoholism and self-destruction and psychotic male competitiveness and treachery." Themes that we can all relate too (to a point), and no doubt are gonna make one hell of a film.

So to kick off -...