Let us continue with the coverage of the misfortunes that daunt Manchester United.
Six games, two wins, five goals scored-three of them against the lifeless Southampton-and just one scored at home.
Players have seemingly returned to the pitch, the injury crisis is over, and the lineup has stabilized, but everything still feels so sad, bleak, and hopeless.
I usually support Erik ten Hag, and don't blame him for United's failures. Too much had gone wrong before him, and in his first season, he showed both principle-HELLO, Ronaldo-and resilience, surviving the early-season crisis-along with positive dynamics, United was pretty good in the spring.
Second season, injuries broke everything. Defensive problems didn't let them set up properly in the first phase, and midfield injuries impeded the integration of new guys like Mount, and Casemiro's form has been one big meme. Now, third season in key players-for whatever reason-stopped getting injured. Stuff's still far from working at all, though.
Unlucky!