Pondering.
Imagine him sitting there, roaring fire in the hearth, sitting in a large leather chair, plush robe, glass of brandy on a side table, pipe in one hand, whilst he strokes his alpaca beard contemplating about his future.
I can imagine him seated and surrounded by United players, the manager, Mendes and Woodward.
Mendes: "the proper course is clear. You will sign with Barcelona and you wont look as shit with the United and Athletico Madrid fans"
DDG "Barcelona is not the team I promised my signature to"
Mendes "Surely you cant declare yourself to Real now. They have betrayed you"
DDG "That doesn't mean I will sign with Barcelona. They aren't the best club in Spain. Spurs aren't ahead of United and Barcelona aren't ahead of Real"
Mendes "Do you mean you're declaring yourself to Real"
Some player "Signing with Barcelona is not right"
Rooney "My friends, here is what I say to these two clubs" and he spits "Barcelona are nothing to me, and so are Real. Why should they decide where DDG goes from some flowering seat in the South. What do they know of Trafford centre and SAF's stand. Even their priorities are wrong. Why shouldn't you stay at United. It was their money you bowed to and we're now loaded as much as they are". He aims his finger at DDG "There sits the only goalkeeper I want as United first keeper. The Keeper of the North!"and he kneels
DDG stands up slowly
Woodward"I have peace in those terms, they can keep their money and their stars too. The Keeper of the North" and kneels
DDG wife looks as this scene like someone had just stabbed her as everyone kneels to DDG
Romero "Am I your cover, now and always?"
DDG "Now and always"
Romero "My gloves are yours, in victory and defeat from this day to my last day" and knees
Rooney " the keeper of the north"
Everyone "the keeper of the North" as they kneel