begrudgingly respected him.
It’s hard to pick out a favourite moment because there were so many. But I think mine has to be seeing Eric sealing the double Double in ‘95/96 with a late winner against our biggest rivals Liverpool in the FA Cup final. It felt like poetic justice for what had gone on the season before. Of course, the Treble was unbelievable, but, to me, leaving Wembley that day in ’96 is probably the most satisfied I have ever felt following United.