Call it a draw

I can only reflect on a less than successful week with a sigh of disappointment. Pesky illness curtailed my trailblazing new career (no, really), and whilst Celtic crashed valiantly out of the Champions League, at least Manchester United soldiered on. Yes, Serotonin is one of those many Irish football fans that has affection for these two disparate (not desparate) British clubs, an allegiance so curious on many levels, never chrystalised as succinctly as when the two sides met each other in the competition's group stage earlier this season. A passion for either side nullified as they squared up to each other on the pitch. One home win apiece? Well that's a face saving scenario... To live your life without contradiction is nigh on impossible. Even the hardest socialists I knew in my student days wore Nike and drank Coke.