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Rashford the Carrabao Ronaldo Listless against a Dutiful Bounemouth


They say he that maligns the crown, the king condemns. It was King that condemned the red devil to a 0-1 defeat. The king kings over everything-- including the devil.
J. King got the only "kinging" goal of the game with a sly turning and a scissor flick. Wan Bissaka was lost behind him.
Some god whispered " but they beat Chelsea and acted like Rashford was like CR7 in his prime. Enter Bournemouth and BOOM! They lost DNA and their rediscovered brilliance.
Another god said Perreira was a different kind of number 10. Give him two slices of bread. He couldn't create a sandwich.
Is this the second round of Man Utd curse? They beat Chelsea 4-0 earlier in the league, they did not win their next four games . Again, they have beaten Chelsea.  The simple moral of the lesson is stopping beating Chelsea, a god warned the red devil. 
Now that they can't be meeting Chelsea every week, they better be ready for losses.
#OleConfused.
---toonday

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