Arrange the board and brim the glass.

But rather let the brightsome heavens be dim, And nature's beauty choke with stifling clouds, Than my fair Abigail should frown on me.

There was a startling lack of creativity and if Van Gaal had listened closely he would have made out the mocking chants from the away end, as the visiting fans embarked on the repertoire of songs that formed the soundtrack to David Moyes’s time in the job.

how can we re-elect him when he wasn't elected in the first place? the man was appointed our Emperor by the Supreme Kangaroo Court (or, as some may call them, the Imperial Appointers).