The golden axis of Maguire-Bruno-Rashford will still be around. Some will still be wondering why we can play only a certain style of football.
Either Hojlund or Zirkzee will be the cause of frustration for the fans for failing to score in ten games, after being given a new six-year deal on big wages for hitting the 15 goal mark just once (with the fans congratulating INEOS for being swift).
We finally move away from giving managers a blank cheque and putting aging superstars on crazy money, but we go all the way to the other extreme and start signing underwhelming youngsters. Not knowing what better to do, INEOS give Amad/Mainoo/Garnacho/Yoro new lucrative contracts, hoping that they will carry the team on their shoulders. They regress, though, and fans are left wondering whether the club is cursed or not.
After ETH, Amorim and * insert name of your choice * have solidified United's lower midtable status and "modern tactics" have become anathema around Manchester, Solskjaer returns to OT to take the best out of the existing players.
After a positive start to the season, things go downhill. Last week of the season, United need a win to avoid relegation. In the 90th minute, Bruno, whose lotlotradar had been off all game, finally plays an inch perfect long ball to Garnacho on the left. The latter breaks on the counter and, as he enters the box, he can just play a square pass to Amad for a tap-in...