Loving these from optimistic Reds: RAWK forum post The sun has just flipped its solar field, an astronomical event that occurs approximately every eleven years. The point at which north becomes south, and south becomes north is often difficult to ascertain. Sometimes, eleven years after a previous reversal, the North gets back on top before South has found its way back home. Basically, for this to happen the magnetic field weakens to zero, reverses, and then re-emerge with opposite polarity. This kind of solar reversal is a big deal; the magnetic field of the sun is immense, and ripples will have an effect beyond the limits of our solar system, into the endless wastes of interstellar space. Nobody really knows why it happens, when it happens, or the processes that take place to make it happen. Sometimes it take a while, sometimes it just happens; one minute everything is fine. The next minute, David Moyes is in charge. The recent Aurora Borealis was a result of the switch in stellar polarity; solar flares on the solar winds bringing about a change in the atmosphere. It was visible across much of the north of the British Isles, with the phenomenon having an impact as far south as Manchester. As far south as Old Trafford. And there you will find that a different kind of magnetic field has also flipped its polarity. Its shifted from the east, and it has headed back down the East Lancs Road, finding its natural balance in the west. In Anfield. A change of atmosphere. Its a magnetic field that attracts success. Silver. Talent. Excitement. Of course, the flip has to have a corresponding magnetic effect at the other end of the spectrum - long periods of inactivity, occasional disruption and just the odd solar flare to keep things lively. Its a reversal that can be demonstrated by a number of phenomena. For instance, Old Trafford now harbours the black hole of David Moyes management techniques - a gravity defying well of ineptitude that can draw the light from the very brightest stars in the footballing firmament. Robin, were looking at you. Or we were. Of course in the previous eleven years, Anfield had its own wormhole in space, the Hodge. A man who took us back in time to an almost pre-Big Bang level of technique and footballing vision, a man who always looked down the wrong end of a telescope, and a man whos only legitimate claim to a title would be that of Space Oddity. As the polarity reversal begins to have an effect, expect to see Old Trafford suffer from large tracts of interstellar space appearing in the Stretford End, the cataclysmic effects of the bottom falling out of their previously heliospheric income, and their Masters of the Universe (The Glazer Family) suddenly discovering that theyve got an exploding supernova where their solar flares used to be. I like flares. We used to wear flares at Anfield in the 1970s. And now we let them off on away days. This is an away day to relish. Our team has been stellar, sprinkled with stardust, whilst their team has been Stellad, spiked with sleeping tablets. Were the top scorers in the League, fans thrilled by a brand of attacking football designed to win football matches by taking the other team to pieces. In contrast, United fans are the top snorers - bored out of their tiny minds by the mediocre tactics of a manager who has sucked the optimism and ability from a team who won the league last season. Its a shift of such magnitude that many United fans face the prospect of playing us when the game means nothing to them - no challenge to mount, no glory to gain - for the first time in their lives. With one or two exceptions, its the sort of game weve endured over the last coupe of decades - we find ourselves hoping to burst the balloons on an early championship party, and hoping that a win against them will mean its Anyone Except That Shower who would win the League instead. Now its our time to challenge, and the reversal in polarity is such that many of our fans find themselves caught on a dilemma; can we really trust ourselves to believe that we can win the league? Can we win the League? We used to take it for granted. Back in the days when the only flares I cared about were made of denim. This fixture needs flares.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 14:38:21 +0000
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