Barclays Premier League: Manchester United 0 Wolverhampton Wanderers 0.

Old Trafford, Sir Matt Busby Way, Stretford, Manchester, M16 ORA.

This game was the nearest home game to the anniversary of the Munich air disaster and a match at Old Trafford around this time is always a poignant occasion. The observation of a minutes silence and the playing of The Flowers of Manchester were impeccably observed.

United’s baffling, frustrating form continued as we saw our second bore-draw in two visits. Wolves seemed happy to take a point from the first 5 minutes and United couldn’t break through. We sat in the Stretford End and spent most of the match looking from side-to-side as United continually played sideways up the edge of Wolves box until, having no idea what to do next, then turning backwards and repeated the process again. I’ve probably seen worse strikers in the red shirt than Anthony Martial but right now I’m struggling to think of one. Our new Portuguese signing Bruno Fernandes made his debut so it was good to be there for that and he showed a few signs that he could be a real player for United and it added to the occasion.

Still, we had a grand day out. We enjoyed a few pints in the Rising Sun with our mates Tom and George, Frankie finally got a meat and potato pie from Lou Macari’s chippy and the tram ride home, after a pint in The Quadrant was a top laugh.