'THEY will roar his name around Old Trafford tonight, even though he won't be there to hear it.
The cry will swell until it reaches the very rafters of the Theatre of Dreams: "Keano... Keano ... Keano."
Thousands, blinded by unshakeable faith and only too ready to continue their acclaim of the player who has dragged more unwanted baggage into the dressing room than any Manchester United captain in history.
Others in the stadium will share the reaction that must be common among the vast majority of right-minded people throughout the country. They will sigh in despair, disgust and disbelief.
Because they know that, right now, Roy Keane has become a liability to the biggest football club on Earth.'
It goes on
'He will serve any consequent suspension while recuperating from a hip operation for which he enters hospital today, ruling him out of tonight's clash with Middlesbrough.
That recovery is likely to take until December at which stage, presumably, he will be fit and ready to take his place in United's quest for honours in the Premiership and Champions League. And it STINKS.
It stinks because the FA's delay in bringing him to book for the book has left him virtually untouchable. Elusive to the point of being scot free, the captain of The Reds has become the Scarlet Pimpernel.
And for that, the FA themselves should be facing a charge of bringing the game into disrepute!'
'This whole Keane affair is a mess. The FA should have come down like a ton of bricks before now. Ferguson should have done it long ago.
Roy Keane has been made to look a man beyond the clutches of the law. And by the time they get round to suspending him for a handful of matches he'll have slipped away for the operation he has been defying.
In case the FA hadn't read about that, either, he has a pain in his hip. In the meantime, for the rest of us, they're all a pain in the ass.'
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