Barca beat Inter 1-0, but lose 3-2 on aggregate in the Champions League. Despite some crap refereeing decisions.
Barca had a late goal disallowed for a handball that never was. Fergus McCarthy lamented the fact that the match official wasn't officiating at the France v Ireland World Cup play-off. If he could see a handball here, then surely he'd have seen Thierry Henry's Meadowlark Lemon impression in the Stade De France.
Cue Jose Mourinho, the 'Special One' making a right dickhead of himself by running onto the Nou Camp turf with arms raised aloft (he'd have looked better with a cross behind him) like some kind of God figure.
Cut to the Dog and Partridge pub in the shadow of Manchester United's Old Trafford stadium, and Jarbo The Killer, psychopathic Man United fan. Cue Jarbo:
"Daylight robbery that was, man. That Mourinho? Wot an arse. If he was to walk in here right now, I'd give him a fuckin' Special One and no mistake. Twat. And if he thinks he's coming to OT to take over from Ferg, he better think again. We like our football here, and Mourinho's too much of a knobhead, just too uncool for God's chosen city. If he's that fucking desperate to get back to England, tell the cunt there's probably a job going at Portsmouth."
When we asked Jarbo for a closing soundbite, he told us:
"Yeah. Fuck off or I'll deck you too."
No arguing with that.
Look out for the sparks. They will fly.
