In 1999, United were closing in on the treble and my mates were cheering on their opposition every game
The first hurdle was to defeat Arsenal in the FA Cup semi-final replay at Villa Park. What a game. Goals, controversy, Roy Keane sent off, Bergkamp penalty saved by Schmeichel and of course the Ryan Giggs goal.
I still remember thinking please put your shirt back on you ridiculously hairy man. Anyway job done. Roll on May.
So when Les Ferdinand put Spurs ahead on the final game of the league season I was ready to write the whole thing off but then Beckham equalises and Andy Cole scores the winner.
Newcastle in the FA Cup final
Champions. Again. Newcastle next. Playing football down the park in the most intense game of Wembley knockout meant I missed the first half of the game. Dad tells me it’s not a great game but Sheringham scored a nice goal and as the second half kicks off, Paul Scholes see them off.
We’ve done the double. For most teams and their fans that should be enough, that should be sufficient but in my mind the treble had been built up so much that it just felt that if we didn’t get it, the rest all seemed insignificant.
Champions League final
So, last but not least Champions League Final. Bayern look amazing and are absolutely all over us, Basler puts them up straight away.
They hit the post, the crossbar, Schmeichel makes loads of saves, can’t believe how rubbish we look. Dad’s fallen asleep; I’ve bitten my nails to nubs.
Don’t worry, this story has a happy ending, as long as you’re a united fan that is. Found out the next day my cousin Adrienne was actually at the game and she had bought me a programme. I added this to my urine stained Law/Crerand signed programme. Lucky boy.
‘I remember when Leeds were the best’
I remember thinking to myself how rubbish it must be supporting anyone else. I know that sounds arrogant but that’s honestly how I felt. Still do for some teams.
My dad always says “Everyone has their turn at the top; I remember when Leeds were the best”. At a young age I think this will never apply to united, and generally yawn in my dad’s direction. New rivals start to challenge Unit