This is the legacy City will leave in the game. Not the trophies, not the goals, but a project of industrial cheating for the sake of sportswashing. Losing this game bothers me not because of the result, but because it won’t mean anything. Losing is a part of the game. I’d rather lose like this than win by cheating. Because otherwise, what’s the point? If you can cook books and buy your titles, then why even waste more than 3500 minutes a season on what you know isn’t real? In many ways, this game was the symbol of the modern City era. Incredibly intelligent, intense, and skillful football, that was undermined by an unfair advantage. That was never a red. Gravenberch shouldn’t have gone in, but that was such a terrible call and just casts more of a shadow on this league, and on that club. Overall, pretty proud of the team before the red. They were brave, and even though they kept making mistakes, they kept trying. Gravenberch absolutely bossed Anderson and Enzo for the first hour. I thought Semenyo and O’Reilly were the standouts for City, just top top athletes. For us, VVD and Jacquet had another good game, and I thought Gravenberch and Macca did well. The attack again went missing, and that’ll have to change against Brentford. We’re missing three starters, so add that to the final notes. The concerning thing is how Iraola reacted to a man down. Park the bus and settle for the draw. At this stage in your managerial career, you have to be humble and realize when to settle to not lose. Excited for Europe, the English game is basically meaningless at this point. Enjoy the Emirati titles, Brexiteers. #scousenotenglish