Madness is Tangerine in Colour

I'll be honest. There are large swathes of this season that I have no recollection of whatsoever. That's unusual since I normally have a good memory of these things when I get going. It's actually like I have mentally blocked it out. I just watched a game against Aberdeen that we lost 2-0 at home in and honestly cannot remember being at it, even though after their second goal I can pick myself out. There is a 3-2 win against Ross County up there that I also can't remember although watching it I just LOL'd at the fact they had Lewis Toshney and Paul Quinn as centre halves. There's no point bullshitting everyone and writing some sort of blow-by-blow account of this season so I'll stick to the bit's I actually DO remember; be that particular games, performances or general feelings of the season which proved to be the pivotal point of the decade for United. If you want to torture yourself, go on the ever-excellent Arab Archive since most of the games this s

It is telling that the one man who would disagree that today is the saddest day in the history of Dundee United would be Jim Mclean himself. He'd be much more likely to say it was either of our relegations because they fell way below the standards expected of Dundee United Football Club. Standards he set and as a boy had me feeling like you were entering an almost mythical environment when you went to Tannadice because you always believed you could be away to witness a team that on its day could match ANY team out there, at home or abroad. When you watch Scottish football matches today, exciting as it still is, you know that it is virtually a different sport from the games you watch in the English Premiership, La Liga, Serie A or the Bundesliga in terms of technique, fitness, tactical know-how and yet in my lifetime, with no significant resources Jim McLean created a team which was a match for all of these leagues. I was still in nursery school when we won the league but, remember