MATT ABBOTT: We wouldn’t be where we are without Andrea Radrizzani

Don’t get me wrong. That battering at Old Trafford was painful.

And I’m not talking 4-1 at Selhurst Park painful. I’m talking Karel Poborský in 1996 levels. When the primary school playground was full of glory-hunting hyenas and Sergeant Wilko was clearing his desk. It’s different against that lot.

Weirdly, though – in this parallel universe that Bielsa has introduced us to – in many ways it was more entertaining than the 1-0 win over Burnley. We went for it, as we always do, regardless of the scoreline. And whilst shipping six against Solskjær’s lot was intensely unpleasant, we should’ve bagged four ourselves. Even 6-3 would’ve just been a fancy version of 2-1.

Anyway, the fact that we’d put five past Newcastle a few days earlier softened the blow. And seeing us put another five past West Brom a week or so later was pure bliss. And that’s the thing with Leeds United: it’s all or nothing.