The mixed area at Turf Moor hummed beneath unforgiving lights as Benjamin Šeško stopped to face the press. Mud was still caked onto his shirt, evidence of a punishing night in Lancashire, and the fatigue on his face was impossible to miss.
He had just scored twice — his first brace since joining the club — almost single-handedly hauling Manchester United back from the edge. But there was no joy in him. No smiles, no relief. What came through instead was raw frustration.
One reporter voiced what everyone was thinking. “You scored two crucial goals and changed the game, but it still finished level. You look devastated. What happened out there?”
Šeško didn’t hide behind clichés. He took a moment, gathered himself, and answered with a candour that immediately stunned the room.
“I left everything on that pitch tonight,” he said calmly. “As a striker, those are the moments you dream of — scoring quickly, flipping the game, giving your team control.
But someone let us down. I honestly didn’t expect that, not in a match like this against a side battling relegation.”
The room went quiet.
Criticising a teammate in public is almost taboo at this level, and it was clear everyone sensed the gravity of what he was about to say.
“When you’re ahead 2–1, you rely on the players who are meant to lead,” Šeško continued. “You expect composure, aggression, responsibility. I’ve replayed their equaliser over and over.
Lisandro Martínez backs off completely. No pressure, no intensity. He lets Jaidon Anthony turn and shoot like it’s a training session.”
Šeško then motioned back toward the dressing room, where the tension from Darren Fletcher’s earlier outburst still lingered.
“We talk about rebuilding this club, about restoring standards,” he said. “I gave everything tonight. Bruno Fernandes played through pain to set up those goals.
But if a senior defender, a World Cup winner, thinks he can drift through moments like that, then progress is impossible. This has nothing to do with tactics. It’s about desire. And that lapse cost us two points.”
His comments laid bare a deeper issue — a squad divided not by ability, but by attitude.
Šeško refused further questions. He walked straight toward the team bus, leaving journalists rushing to file stories that would dominate the headlines.
Any uncertainty surrounding Sir Alex Ferguson’s previous warnings had vanished. The issue was no longer whispered behind closed doors.
Inside United, the split feels undeniable. There are newcomers like Šeško and Dorgu, driven by urgency and something to prove. And then there are familiar faces who, as Ferguson has hinted, may have grown too comfortable with their influence.
What once felt like a minor crack has widened into something far more dangerous. With frustrations spilling into public view, Manchester United are now confronting not just tactical problems, but a defining test of unity, accountability, and character.
